Bai Tiansong had been able to perform so impressively not only because his realm and strength were exceedingly high, but also because he had devoted himself to the sword.
Because he understood swords and knew swords, his comprehension of Geng Metal Qi ran exceptionally deep. A martial artist of the same cultivation level who practiced palm or fist techniques could never have achieved what he had.
Yet although the killing array had been broken, no one present felt much relief. Wen Jingjing, who had just been calm and unhurried, had not taken advantage of the chaos to attack the Bai family. Instead, she slowly paced over to the blood crystal coffin.
Standing to the right of the enormous flower supporting the coffin, she looked at the bedraggled crowd and revealed a strange, bewitchingly beautiful smile.
"Wen Jingjing, what schemes are you plotting? Since A Mu is one of your people, then everything he knew about this tomb must have come from you. I believe you are still holding much back."
At the sight of Wen Jingjing's movements, Bai Tiansong was no longer as brimming with confidence as he had been at the start. His thick brows twitched as he sternly questioned her. It was not fear, but the necessary caution.
Back then, Wen Zhaoran had been the first to discover this tomb. What he had taken from it was impossible to know, but it had certainly been information related to the tomb. Thus, when Bai Tiansong exterminated his family, it had not only been to silence them, but also to recover that information.
Now, seeing Wen Jingjing's air of holding all the winning cards, along with the ease with which she had just activated a great array, Bai Tiansong had no choice but to guard against her and reassess her