"Ghost Gate Pass's secret art was so important, and it was really hidden in such a tiny scripture?" Shang Yang was half-convinced.
"This scripture truly is extraordinary." Chen Mu looked solemn. "Not only did we comprehend the Ghost Gate Pass refining method from it, we also learned other secret arts."
Shang Yang raised a brow, took the scripture, and flipped through several pages. Seeing that its contents were indeed profound and mysterious, delight immediately filled his eyes.
"Good stuff!"
Chen Mu smiled as well. "Once the City Lord comprehends the spell, we'll head for Outer Heaven."
"No problem." Shang Yang carefully tucked the scripture into the Qi Eating Bag at his waist, then revealed a chilling smile.
He then clenched his right fist, gray airflow winding around it, and ruthlessly smashed it down at Chen Mu's head.
Boom!
The air exploded. A ring of white shockwave rolled outward, scattering smoke and dust.
"You ran pretty fast." Shang Yang withdrew his fist and sneered toward a spot fifty meters away.
Chen Mu set Lu Liang and Lu Thirteen down, his face furious. "I already gave you the scripture recording Ghost Gate Pass. Why are you still attacking?!"
"What scripture? I don't know!" Shang Yang sneered.
Chen Mu's face twitched.
That shameless?
"Aren't you afraid the scripture I gave you is fake?" Chen Mu could not understand. Wasn't this falling-out a little too fast?
"It's fine." Shang Yang smiled indifferently. "Once I kill you, no matter what secrets you have, my dear nephew will obediently tell me."
"Tsk! Looks like you never intended to let me live from the beginning." Black smoke swirled around Chen Mu, and the corner of his mouth curled up. "Luckily..."
"Luckily, I was thinking the same thing!"
He abruptly vanished, silently appearing at Shang Yang's side. His