"Once was a Baiyuanian." There was nothing wrong with this statement. Cicia admitted her identity.
"Now, it is as well." The latter part of this sentence is thought-provoking. Cicia is indirectly saying: No matter how my form changes, no matter if I am alive or dead, regardless of the passage of time, whether there are any living Baiyuanians left, she will always be a Baiyuanian.
This clearly shows her stance, regardless of Cicia’s current situation, as long as it involves Baiyuanians, she will always side with them.
Angel originally just wanted to confirm Cicia’s identity, then based on that, selectively reveal some information about Popota or Hua Que Que, to gain Cicia’s favor as a fellow Baiyuanian, to better inquire about other information.
But now, Cicia has presented her attitude, which makes Angel feel more at ease, as he might be able to reveal more information, even mention Dororo’s situation.
Before Dororo successfully ignited the Primeval Flame, having guidance from a clan elder should be beneficial.
However, whether to mention it now, Angel still plans to observe further.
"I have answered you. Now it’s your turn. Are there still Baiyuanians outside? From whom did you learn about the existence of the Primeval Flame?"
Angel: "So, are we back to playing a game of questions and answers now?"
Angel’s sudden remark made Cicia’s anger rise instantly: "I’m not playing a game with you..."
However, Cicia’s words were abruptly cut off.
Because a faint white flame appeared on Angel’s fingertip.
Feeling the familiar fluctuation in the flame, Cicia couldn’t help but cover her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide open.
This is... this is... Primeval Flame?!
Looking at that familiar yet warm flame, she seemed to see the scenery from ten thousand years ago... At that time, every Baiyuanian could see the ever-burning ancestral altar when they closed their eyes.
And what burned in the ancestral altar was the Primeval Flame.
The original flame, representing the fire of the earliest civilization, also signifies the fire of creation and continuity.
In Baiyuanians’ legends, as long as the Primeval Flame in the ancestral altar remains unextinguished, Baiyuan’s legacy will never be severed. But Cicia knew that besides truth, nothing is permanent, even the World Will would wither, let alone the elusive Primeval Flame.
Moreover, many High Priests have prophesied that the Primeval Flame would extinguish, which is a catastrophe from which Baiyuanians cannot escape or avoid.
Yet, "nothing lasts forever," but similarly, nothing is predestined.
The fire of a star can ignite a prairie. And the Primeval Flame is that fire of a star, as long as even the slightest spark can be obtained, it can make the ancestral altar reignite.
The premise, however, is that there are Baiyuanians still alive and obtaining this original flame.
But over ten thousand years, Cicia has not received any news about the reappearance of Baiyuanians. Every time, the news brought was bad.
One after another, Baiyuanians were manipulated, used, and eventually died.
And a thousand years ago, the last news of a Baiyuanian’s death was brought.
The catastrophe of extinction ultimately became "destined."
Since then, Cicia has always asked in the dark, are there any companions? Is she the last "Baiyuanian"? And...
Is she a deserter?
Cicia’s mind instantly thought of many things, and all of these were because this sudden intruder had brought a glimmer of hope.
...
While Cicia was mesmerized by the white Primeval Flame, Angel was also looking at the Primeval Flame.
However, he didn’t think as much as Cicia did; his thoughts weren’t even related to Baiyuanians, but rather to a descendant of Demon God.
At the same time, Monty’s primary target in the previous Lassudral battle—Aoluxiya.
During the final moments of the Lassudral battle, a total of four Primeval Flames appeared. Besides the one in the possession of Master Ye, the other three were in Angel’s hands.
The most complete and vibrant one was the orange Primeval Flame.
The other two were one purple and one white; originally given to Aoluxiya, he used them to unlock a path to a lost city. Since Angel had obtained Aoluxiya’s physical form, giving these Primeval Flames to Aoluxiya was harmless. But unexpectedly, at last, Aoluxiya allowed Young Demon Greerwu to return the purple and white Primeval Flames to Angel.
So, when looking at this slightly dim white Primeval Flame, Angel couldn’t help but think of that proud yet uniquely acting descendant of Demon God.
"Aoluxiya’s goal, reportedly a lost city called Asgard, even he as a descendant of Demon God longed for it, indicating that Asgard holds very significant secrets... I wonder if he has found it now."
"Also, Greerwu, that little brat, I wonder how he’s doing..."
While Angel’s mind was drifting to unrelated matters, his ears suddenly caught the crisp sound created by glass stepping on a smooth ground.
Angel lifted his head and saw, in the dark mist ahead, a tall figure slowly walking out.
This was a very beautiful woman.
She was wearing a tight-fitting purple-black gauze dress, not only a seamless piece but also showcasing the wearer’s impressive figure. Paired with the sparkling lights on the dress, she appeared like the Goddess of Night, draped in a starry gauze dress, gracefully approaching.
Her black curly hair was casually draped over her smooth shoulders, lazy yet still elegant.
It’s hard to associate such a divine-level figure with someone who casually calls herself "old lady."
Yes, this is Cicia.
When Cicia saw the white Primeval Flame, she knew it’s impossible to continue pretending indifference. Angel had a considerable understanding of the Baiyuan Clan, and he had even obtained the Primeval Flame coveted by Baiyuan Clan.
Perhaps Angel had been waiting for this moment from the beginning.
His every word had been guiding Cicia’s thoughts.
Smart, cunning, and highly malicious.
This is Cicia’s current impression of Angel, not a good one. But, since he revealed the Primeval Flame, even if Cicia had no soul at the moment, she had to step out.
Not only for herself but also for the possibly existing... faint spark of Baiyuan Clan.