Everyone's scalps prickled with shock.
Black King was also the founder of Blood Qi Martial Arts!? Blood Qi Martial Arts was the very cornerstone of humanity's survival. Technology and Transcendents had certainly played a part in rebuilding civilization during the Great Cataclysm, but humanity had relied even more heavily on Blood Qi Martial Arts.
Anyone could practice Blood Qi Martial Arts. It was a treasure that could benefit the entire world!
Desperate to stay alive, Mo Chen frantically tried to ingratiate himself, piling on every flattering word he could think of.
But Bai Ye's attention was elsewhere. Du Tianming was dead?
How was that possible? Even that old bastard Lu Chen wasn't dead. How could Du Tianming have died?
With [Taotie] and a century of accumulated strength, Du Tianming's power must have reached an unimaginable level.
"Du Tianming is dead?" Bai Ye asked.
Mo Chen froze mid-plea, then wild joy surged through him. Grandmaster really does still care about old ties.
"My teacher..." Mo Chen choked up slightly. "He passed away many years ago. He was simply too old. In the end, he couldn't compare to you, Grandmaster. Time seems utterly incapable of leaving any mark on you."
"Then did Du Tianming pass your [Taotie] down to you?"
Mo Chen hesitated. Glancing at everyone present, he said respectfully, "Grandmaster, there are too many people here, and this concerns Federation secrets. May I activate a Silence Barrier?"
"Mm." Bai Ye stood with his hands behind his back and nodded indifferently.
Mo Chen hurriedly reached out and gently twisted the brass ring on his finger. A barely perceptible white light instantly flared, enveloping them both.
Only then did he feel safe enough to speak freely. "Grandmaster, before my teacher passed away, he was worried about the Federation's future, so he made a