Among those present, Meng Zhao's martial arts were unquestionably the highest. The others merely felt that this treasure possessed extraordinary power and was immensely formidable.
Yet Meng Zhao saw far more. The pagoda and the entirety of Little Cold Mountain Temple were shrouded in the same aura. Its material was indeed exceptional, but its power actually all originated from one person.
Meng Zhao almost immediately thought of Dragon Tree Monk.
There was no doubt that this man had attained the Heavenly Being Martial Dao. His realm was extremely high, and he had mastered a secret art that could refine Little Cold Mountain Temple and the Seven-Layered Exquisite Pagoda into himself, turning them into treasures whose vital aura mingled with his own.
Little Cold Mountain Temple was his cultivation ground, like a small world opened up by Dragon Tree Monk himself.
The Seven-Layered Exquisite Pagoda, meanwhile, was equivalent to one of Dragon Tree Monk's avatars, an external incarnation. Through this Buddhist treasure, it could unleash the supreme divine arts and power of Dragon Tree Monk's true body.
Wait. If that was the case, then if the third trial required them to enter the Seven-Layered Exquisite Pagoda, Dragon Tree Monk was truly harboring sinister intentions. His supposed selection of a successor concealed another scheme.
It was simple. Since the Seven-Layered Exquisite Pagoda was equivalent to Dragon Tree Monk's external incarnation, entering it would be no different from a sheep walking into a tiger's jaws.
With his Heavenly Being divine arts, converting and influencing these acquired, innate, and even Grandmaster Realm martial artists would be as effortless as lifting a hand. It would be extremely covert as well, without anyone noticing.
The more than one hundred experts from different races present would then become witnesses, proving for Dragon Tree Monk that his successor