Killing them would be easy, but completely dealing with them seemed somewhat difficult. Whether it was Old Daoist Jiang or the "dead man" old man before him, both carried an aura he could not see through. Chen Luo suspected that the two fellows had mastered some kind of life-preserving secret technique. Even if he killed them here, his brains would most likely receive nothing.
He might even completely lose the Heaven Severing Dao lead.
"Wasn't your Heaven Severing Dao very poor?"
Chen Luo looked again at Old Daoist Jiang beside him. Not a single sentence out of this old fellow's mouth was true.
Truly, "the older the man, the fewer honest words he had."
"Don't look at him. He knows nothing. In ancient sects like ours, only the sect master knows these secrets." The "dead man" old man said with a beaming smile.
"Sect master? When did you become sect master?!"
Old Daoist Jiang's face was full of shock. Even the banner pole in his hand bent by a section, and the four words "Iron Mouth Straight Prediction" turned into "How Is That Possible?"
"Nonsense. There are only the two of us left in the sect, and I'm older than you! If I'm not the sect master, are you?"
"You're already dead!"
"Not dead all the way through yet."
Chen Luo paid no attention to their conversation. He silently withdrew his extended Divine Sense, unable to suppress his disappointment. This Grotto Heaven was very small, about the size of a village. Other than where they currently stood, every other place was vegetable fields.
He could not find a single one of the lonely graves Old Daoist Jiang had mentioned.
"Where are your Heaven Severing Dao seniors buried? I would like to pay my respects first." Chen Luo could not be