Wait, why did this guy know the Xue Family's divine art?
After a brief moment of stunned disbelief, the Xue father and son could not help rubbing their eyes, wondering whether they had gone blind and seen wrong.
But the facts lay before them. Eyes could be deceived, but primordial spirits shone bright and clear, revealing everything with absolute clarity.
Did he steal-learn it?
What a joke. This was the Xue Family's inherited Dao art, not some peerless divine ability from a storybook that one could learn merely by jumping off a cliff and surviving. Without "permission," it was simply impossible to learn such a technique.
In a daze, Xue Beikong remembered that during the three trials, his wife seemed to have applied for a permit to test Pei Feng's talent.
No, wait.
That was not right!
Even if he had learned the Xue Family's divine art, why was his ultimate metal aura such a bright color?
Ordinary members of the Xue Family possessed no more than a golden hue.
Even the Xue Family's direct-line prodigies only had a molten-gold hue.
Xue Beikong and his son were precisely that color.
But what about Pei Feng before them?
His color was clearly molten gold tinged with a trace of white.
Without question, that was a color only seen when the Xue Family ancestor displayed his power.
Hiss!
Father and son both sucked in a breath of cold air. The sight before them silenced them completely; their minds seemed to hit a bug and froze where they stood.
To make it easier for Xue Family disciples to learn Ru Shou's divine art, the ancestor had created different approaches through the path of myriad Daos—sword techniques, fist techniques, saber techniques, and more—so that Xue Family disciples with differing talents could gain insight.
It