"Who exactly are you?"
"I don't recall anyone like you among the hidden monsters."
"Someone like you couldn't possibly have been a nobody in history."
"So why have I never heard of you?"
Hu Yongchang's voice was grim.
"No..."
"That's not right!"
Suddenly.
As though something had occurred to Hu Yongchang, a memory from decades ago surfaced in his mind.
"You're from that village?!"
"Thunder Centipede..."
"The lightning you use is the same as that Cloud Fiend in Spring City!"
"Only you're even more terrifying!"
Hu Yongchang shouted.
The Hu Family had once traded in funerary artifacts in Spring City, so naturally, they knew of the renowned Thunder Centipede, a bizarre evil creature that lived among the clouds and could summon lightning.
He even knew.
Thunder Centipede was connected to a village near Spring City.
The reason he knew.
Was that Ghost Tree in Spring City had explicitly warned the Hu Family not to visit that village or pry into its secrets.
"Oh?"
"Sharp eyes."
Jiang Qiao wasn't the least bit surprised that Hu Yongchang had recognized his Thunder Art.
With a slight beckoning gesture, a purplish-black centipede immediately crawled out of his sleeve.
"Just as I thought!"
"Thunder Centipede!"
Hu Yongchang stared fixedly at the centipede.
Although Thunder Centipede had shrunk to a foot in length, he made no attempt to conceal his savage aura of lightning.
"I understand now!"
"Thunder Centipede's master!"
Hu Yongchang declared harshly, "You're a hidden monster."
"There's no mistake about that."
"But your origins go far beyond those of the other hidden monsters. You've lived since a distant age whose history has already been erased."
"Perhaps..."
"That village in Spring City is where you sealed yourself away."
"Thunder Centipede lingered around Spring City."
"To stand guard over you!"
"Who would have thought? Who could