What Is the Truth?

"Friend Zhang, have you dealt with Holy Lord Junhao before?"

Zhang Shuai's heart stirred. He had mentioned this matter to Xiao Huang before; it seemed Xiao Huang had not disclosed the details to the clan chief.

"Indeed." Zhang Shuai nodded, his expression grave as he recalled, "Back then, in the Primordial World-Severing Valley..."

He once again recounted in detail his harrowing clash with Holy Lord Junhao, as well as how Su Chen, the Grand Elder of the Burial Heaven Pavilion, had saved him at the critical moment.

Upon hearing this, Clan Chief Ao Yan's thick brows drew tightly together. "The Burial Heaven Pavilion's Grand Elder actually saved you? How strange... Since when had the Burial Heaven Pavilion and the Heaven-Patrolling Hall become so estranged?"

Zhang Shuai keenly caught onto his words and hurriedly asked, "Senior, you seem to know a great deal about the history between the Burial Heaven Pavilion and the Heaven-Patrolling Hall?"

Clan Chief Ao Yan lifted his eyes, his gaze seeming to pierce through the endless ages. He slowly said, "Naturally. Speaking of which, the master of the Burial Heaven Pavilion and the master of the Heaven-Patrolling Hall—ah, I mean the previous master of the Heaven-Patrolling Hall, the masters of Purple Firmament Saint and Myriad Phenomena Saint—together with my Dragon Clan's ancestor, the Dragon Emperor, and the two demon gods of the demon race, made five in total. All five came from the same sect and were personal disciples of Divine Venerable Xuhong. Among them, my Dragon Clan's ancestor, the Dragon Emperor, was the Divine Venerable's first disciple and the eldest among them."

"Divine Venerable Xuhong?" Zhang Shuai was utterly shocked. This was the first time he had heard that title, and he had never heard any of these secrets before.

"There is no need to be