Chapter 228: The Most Beautiful Flame! The Entire Clan in Uproar!

"Queen, all these years you've been working hard—I shouldn't have cursed you twenty years ago; I apologize to you now!"

Hearing the Night Elf Queen's words, an elf elder could not help but tear up.

After exiling herself, the Night Elf Queen did not fall into despair.

She had been searching for a way to break the curse upon her people.

Princess Chenxi had been searching outside.

The Night Elf Queen had been searching in her own way.

Hearing the elf elder's words, the Night Elf Queen slightly waved her hand and said:

"You were right to curse me back then—I shouldn't have taken shortcuts. Remember this, all of you: never deal with the Abyssal Demons. We gain only power, but what we lose may well be our souls!"

Her voice carried a tone of warning.

Sacrificing to the Abyssal Demons seems like an equal exchange.

But in truth, as long as you keep going, you will eventually fall into their schemes.

Are the Abyssal Demons anything but evil?

Like that lion tribe's high priest—he grew stronger faster with each sacrifice.

But his dependence on the Abyssal Demons grew ever deeper; even without that war, had the lion tribe continued to thrive, this high priest would have kept growing stronger—he was already meat in the Abyssal Demon's bowl.

The Abyssal Demons are patient.

They are eternal beings.

Spending centuries to harvest a powerful soul is common for them.

They even enjoy the process.

Because they live too long, they are bored—they must have some entertainment, after all?

After giving her warning, the Night Elf Queen added:

"Originally, I planned to break through to Eighth Rank right after this Abyssal Rift closes, then spend twenty years striving for the Sacred Realm."

"Queen, you must not do this—if you fail to reach the Sacred Realm, you'll be in grave danger."

No sooner had she spoken than a Night Elf spoke up in concern.

The Night Elf Queen's choice was indeed extremely dangerous.

If she failed to reach the Sacred Realm within twenty years, she would be finished.

The Shadow God would be delighted, for he would harvest an Eighth or Ninth Rank soul.

Seeing her setup complete, the Night Elf Queen turned her gaze toward Princess Chenxi.

She said: "But my daughter, Chenxi, has found a way to break the curse—her and Qing Luan's curse energies have been completely purged!"

"Whir!"

The Night Elf Queen's words sent the Night Elves gathered around the square into a frenzy.

"Princess Chenxi, is it true? Your curse energy has been purged?"

Some Night Elves asked eagerly.

Having suffered under the Shadow God's curse for twenty years, these Night Elves had never stopped longing to purge their curse energy.

Especially now that they knew how vile the curse truly was, they loathed it deeply—yet had no way to remove it.

That helplessness had haunted them for twenty long years.

This also reveals how good and strong the elves' spirits truly are!

Even in despair and helplessness, they had not given up hope for life!

Princess Chenxi nodded and said: "Yes, the curse energy on both me and Qing Luan has been purged!"

"Qing Luan, let me see you."

An elf elder stepped forward to Qing Luan and said.

"Mm!"

Qing Luan nodded firmly.

The elf elder focused her senses for a moment, then smiled with joy:

"I can no longer sense any curse energy!"

Her words filled the faces of the surrounding Night Elves with delight!

"Qing Luan, congratulations."

"Yes, Qing Luan, we're so envious of you."

The surrounding Night Elves offered their congratulations.

Qing Luan said: "Don't worry—your curse energy can be purged too."

A cute young Night Elf girl said in disbelief: "Really? Qing Luan, how did you do it?"

Qing Luan said: "You'll find out soon."

She was going to build suspense.

On the high platform, the Night Elf Queen said: "What Chenxi found isn't merely a way to purge the curse from one or two people—she found a way to purge the curse from our entire Night Elf tribe!"

Her words sent the Night Elves in the square into another uproar.