Inside the empty great hall...
The conversation between the two seemed like mist floating over a lake, drifting back and forth across the pitch-black, polished floor.
After a long while, Lord Chongyang asked, "Where is the evidence? Can you prove that you are the Profound Martial Sage from back then?"
"Of course not!"
Zhou Nanwang shook his head and said lightly, "You ask, I answer. As for whether you believe the answers, that is none of my concern!"
"Then you have no sincerity at all. With nothing but empty words, who could believe such a shocking truth?"
Lord Chongyang paused. "Or did you fabricate these unverifiable tales to conceal a truth you do not want anyone digging up?"
"I knew you would not believe me. No matter!"
Zhou Nanwang's gaze fell upon the mountain-like piles of papers at his feet. "You were busy just now. What did you find?"
"Zhou Daqian is one of your most important Chess Pieces. You brought him back from the northern lands and renamed him Da Qian."
Lord Chongyang spoke with complete confidence. "You mentioned the Human Seed Cult many times, and the Human Seed Cult is connected to the Myriad Manifestations Martial Sage."
"And the secret of the Da Qian Seal originated in the final days before the Primal Martial Sage passed away."
"As the 'Profound Martial Sage,' do you have any guidance for me? Hmm, regarding the words Da Qian?"
His words came one after another, sharp and aggressive. Clearly, he was questioning Zhou Nanwang's identity.
After all, without the power of a Martial Saint, even if all the Martial Saints from history came back to life in one go, they would not stir up much of a storm.
Besides, Lord Chongyang was a conspirator bold enough to swallow the heavens. He even