"You're very clever. But precisely because you're too clever—because your cleverness is too deliberate—you aroused my suspicions instead."
Murong Hanxuan offered no explanation, merely speaking indifferently.
Hearing this, Chen Liu suddenly understood. He touched his mask.
"So that's how it is. So that's how it is. Cleverness taken to its extreme becomes stupidity; when things reach an extreme, they turn in the opposite direction. Such a simple principle, yet I failed to understand it."
Chen Liu laughed at himself. He had deliberately disguised himself, deliberately concealed himself even better, yet had overlooked one fatal fact.
Why disguise himself at all? And his disguise was no ordinary disguise...
"Thank you for telling me the truth. Come out, fellow Daoist. Two against one, one against two—quite interesting. I accept this battle."
"If I win, both of you will die. Perhaps in one stroke, I may even step into the True Immortal realm."
"If I lose, it's only one life against the two of you. Perhaps when the time comes, you two might even argue—or fight—over me."
After Chen Liu finished speaking, a longsword appeared in his hand. The sword was narrow, slender and refined, looking exceptionally elegant.
It was as though it was not a sword at all, but a flawless work of art.
Ye Lin stood on the branch of a large tree behind him, his arms folded.
Beneath the moonlight at his back, he cast an exceedingly distinct shadow beside Chen Liu.
"Coming at me together? Attacking from both front and rear?"
At that moment, the shadow beside Chen Liu vanished.
"Heaven and Earth Wuji, borrow the law of heaven and earth—Heavenly Fire, ignite."
Murong Hanxuan did not hesitate in the slightest. Two crimson talismans appeared in his hands, and he fiercely slammed them together. In an instant, the talismans