The beggar also sensed the intense killing intent emanating from Shen Xiu. His body trembled slightly as he said,
"I really don't know."
"If you don't believe me, go look for it yourself!"
Hearing this, Shen Xiu raised a brow. "Fine. Then I'll go find the place you trash spoke of. If I can't find it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
After saying that, Shen Xiu prepared to leave.
But he had only just taken a step when the beggar spoke again.
"Wait!"
At this, Shen Xiu stopped and looked at the beggar with an indifferent gaze.
"I said it already, I truly don't know where that Soul Imprint is. Besides, I'm not as powerful as you think. Don't come looking for trouble with me!"
Hearing this, Shen Xiu's brows lifted slightly.
"Is everything you said true? You'd better not be lying to me!"
"How could I lie to you? That place is simply too far away. Our group spent a full two years before reaching it."
The beggar shook his head as he spoke.
Hearing this, Shen Xiu did not suspect anything.
After all, he truly could not sense the exact location of the Soul Imprint through his spiritual power.
Back when he had fled Dragon-Tiger Mountain, he had been worried about Shen Lingtian and Lin Han's safety. Unable to spare any thought for anything else, he had directly used a secret art and teleported away from Dragon-Tiger Mountain.
He had suffered untold hardships along the way.
Although his strength had improved during this period, he still had not found the Soul Imprint.
Moreover, although his current cultivation had reached the peak of the Half-Saint realm, he had never been able to locate where exactly the Soul Imprint was.
That was why he had wanted to search for