"Little Monk Xu Ming, you're too polite. But I have a question. I wonder if you can answer it for me?"
"Amitabha..."
"Benefactor, please ask... This little monk will speak all he knows and hold nothing back."
Speak all he knew and hold nothing back?
Li Yun did not dare believe Xu Ming's words. What if he came out with another "it cannot be spoken" later and circled around the matter again?
Still.
Li Yun asked the question that concerned him most.
"Little Monk Xu Ming... In the seventh stone chamber, wasn't there an Immoveable Wisdom King Diagram? Following the rules, I contemplated that carving."
"In my mind, I successfully used my own spirit to manifest a Wisdom King Phantasm, yet it seemed to establish a faint, elusive connection with some existence. I want to know..."
"What? Benefactor actually established a connection with the Immovable Wisdom King?"
Before Li Yun could finish, Little Monk Xu Ming had already leaped up in shock, his face filled with disbelief. It was obvious that he was extremely excited.
As though it were something Little Monk Xu Ming himself had long dreamed of.
"Uh... I did establish a trace of a connection, but for some reason, it only flickered in and out of existence, and was immediately severed by another mysterious power."
Little Monk Xu Ming's expression froze at once, then became one of heart-wrenching anguish.
He completely shed his previous shy, honest appearance.
Gritting his teeth, he cursed, "That damned Seal Heaven Lock Earth Power... One day, this little monk will surely use the Wrath of the Peerless Wisdom King to shatter these filthy, ugly Dark Mountains and Rivers!"
"All Evil Spirits must be beaten to death, every last one!"
His heart brimmed with killing intent, his face twisted in fury, his rage