At the Relics, He Pointed at Sin Land; Back in the Central Region, He Stood Open and Aboveboard

From the moment Xu Xiaoshou handed his external incarnation over to him, Dao Qiongchang had vaguely sensed that the brat wanted to test something.

He had not forgotten his own deduction: Xu Xiaoshou's comprehension of the Great Dao of Intent was no weaker than his own, only slightly inferior in its application.

Thus, Dao Qiongchang sealed the spatial ring.

He truly had not touched Xu Xiaoshou's external incarnation. He had not even researched it, or rather...

He had not yet had the chance! Who would have thought that a body in feigned death, which should have required him to inject life into it before restarting, would break free from the ring's seal and emerge alive on its own? When he saw that paper-thin figure drifting out of the spatial vortex and swiftly inflating, even Dao Qiongchang could not help feeling the panic of being caught by the owner just as he had secretly dug into someone else's corner.

But who was he?

Having served as the Dao Hall Master for thirty years, Dao Qiongchang's skin was thicker than a city wall. He swiftly steadied his retreating steps and decided to meet the needle with the wheat awn.

At the same time, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind. "He has the mysteries of life, the mysteries of space, and has also mastered an extraordinarily special Heavenly Secrets Art..."

"With mere 'feigned death,' why did I think a simple seal using the Heavenly Secrets Formation could trap him?"

This seemed like an insignificant detail. Were it anyone else, they might have simply thought it over and let it pass.

After all, they were all friends now. Friends had no need to guard against one another.

Yet Dao Qiongchang promptly heightened his vigilance.

He carefully inspected his Great Memory Art and