"Is that so? You think my soul-searching technique can't uncover every move, stance, and art? That's only natural, considering every move, stance, and art was passed down through transmission, right?" I asked coldly.
"Exactly! There's no way you could obtain even a single move, stance, or art from another sect! Otherwise, wouldn't the techniques of our ancestors become spells that every immortal cultivator under heaven could learn!?" Long Qingyi seemed to have found a way to refuse. After all, as long as their techniques weren't taken, it meant I wouldn't kill them for the time being.
Yao Xingtian also gritted his teeth and said, "The moment word gets out that you killed Feng Shenhuan, you'll surely bring disaster upon yourself. Since there's still room to turn things around, Zhao Luojian, let us leave!"
He Chenchang hurriedly added, "Stop this! You can't obtain our techniques anyway, so why torture us like this? The ancestor of our family won't let you off either..."
I immediately let out a cold laugh. Then I swiftly extended my hand and wrote out, line by line, every move, stance, and art of the Divine Illusion Manor. Of course, there was no way to reproduce the core aspects.
After writing out more than half of it, Yao Xingtian said coldly, "Even if your soul-searching uncovered some superficial fragments of the moves, stances, and arts, what use would that be? Without the inheritance, you can't know the true essence of the Dao passed down by the transmitter. Even our Grand Elders of Technique Transmission and Grand Elders of Sword Transmission can use those superficial fragments! So you don't need to deceive us anymore!"
I gave a cold laugh. In fact, there were many ways to prove that I knew them—for example, by directly using the Divine Illusion Finger,