Treasure-Filled True Person and the others could only stare in disbelief after Ant True Person's divine ability was broken.
Inside, Ant True Person was already churning like an overturned sea. "On the night of the full moon, two swords saw a friend off." Forty years ago, when he had escaped Mount Fangcun...
That young friend who called himself "Nian Wubei" had raised his sword in farewell. Later, in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, Ant True Person learned that his real name was Zhou Jing.
Ant True Person would swear that no one but Zhou Jing and himself knew of it.
Could the Chen Xuanzi before him be Zhou Jing, who had died in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury three years ago?
Impossible. Zhou Jing had clearly been killed on the Ascension Platform by the awakened Heavenly Emperor.
Ant True Person had grieved deeply for him.
He studied Chen Xuanzi with uncertain eyes, then the Three Mountains Purple-Gold Light in his hand.
You said slowly, "A name is only what people call someone."
"Brother Ant, you're clinging to appearances."
Ant True Person was about to speak again when your aura changed once more.
The Dharma Aspect of a Purple-Gold Heavenly Horn Ant, towering as a mountain, appeared behind you. Purple-gold divine light soared skyward, sealing off every trace of the surrounding auras.
Ant True Person's gaze tightened. Within the purple-gold halo, the outline of the white-robed Daoist slowly shifted, like cloud shadows passing.
His eyes flew wide. He breathed three words: "Wondrous Form... Scripture?"
Your aura subsided to normal again. You smiled faintly. "Brother Ant, shall we keep fighting?"
Ant True Person sighed and shook his head. "No more."
Before the words had faded, he looked up with a broad grin. "Brother Chen, I admire you. This old ant admits defeat, heart and