As the saying went, if one's words did not astonish people, one would never stop until death. The moment Luo Tai spoke, the four cultivators present stood rooted to the spot almost simultaneously.
Although Qin Fengming had not known Luo Tai for long, the other three cultivators present could be said to know Luo Tai's background inside out.
Although Tenglong Pavilion was a merchant alliance, its disciples were absolutely not people whom just anyone could join. To become a core cultivator, one had to undergo extremely strict scrutiny. Though it might not go as far as investigating three generations of one's ancestors, one's origins and background still had to be thoroughly traced.
As someone Tenglong Pavilion had raised itself, Luo Tai's background was exceptionally clean. Guan Huo and Xu Qinglin knew him inside out and had never heard that Luo Tai had cultivated a secret clone technique.
Yet at this moment, Luo Tai had actually said that a clone of his existed inside the coffin on the distant stone platform. Faced with such an utterly bizarre occurrence, even Integration stage cultivators found it difficult to react for a time.
At this matter, Qin Fengming's thoughts raced, and a calm remark had already left his mouth.
After Qin Fengming spoke, the other three cultivators also showed a trace of dawning realization in their eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Qin is indeed a meticulous thinker. What you said is not far off. To put it accurately, this old man Luo is indeed the clone of the person inside that coffin. This matter is extremely complicated and absolutely cannot be explained clearly in a short while, but there is one thing everyone can rest assured about: this old man Luo absolutely bears no ill will toward any of you.
"This time, I truly did ask