If an ordinary martial artist looked in the direction Meng Zhao pointed, he would only find it baffling, for there was nothing there. Apart from drifting, ever-shifting white clouds and mountain peaks that appeared and vanished in the distance, nothing else could be seen.
However, Dragon Tree Monk was no ordinary martial artist. Five-Colored Radiance flickered in his pupils as his Primordial Spirit Power slipped into the Heavenly Dao. With only a casual glance, he discovered that hidden there was a supreme Heavenly Being expert comparable to himself.
That person's aura had transformed into a slowly rotating Taiji diagram, expounding the way of yin and yang with utter perfection. He had to be an expert who had cultivated the Great Dao of Yin Yang to its pinnacle.
In an instant, Dragon Tree Monk understood. This person was surely Meng Zhao's accomplice. Meng Zhao had disguised himself as a Feather Clan martial artist and infiltrated Little Cold Mountain Temple, while that mysterious Heavenly Being had concealed himself outside the temple.
One inside and one outside—if he had been even slightly careless, or if Dragon Tree Monk's vigilance had been lacking, these two Heavenly Beings could easily have coordinated from within and without, pincering him from both sides and utterly destroying him.
Even now that Dragon Tree Monk had discovered the traces of the two Heavenly Beings, it merely meant that the threat had shifted from the shadows into the light. With two Heavenly Beings joining forces, one of them being an unfathomably profound supreme expert like Meng Zhao, he had no chance whatsoever of surviving.
It was precisely because of this that, after following Meng Zhao's pointing finger and discovering the existence of the other Heavenly Being, Dragon Tree Monk utterly extinguished any desire to contend.
If they truly fought, he