Yuanmu slowly opened his eyes. His once-peaceful gaze suddenly turned razor-sharp, shooting toward Hu Xiaotian's eyes like a pair of swords. "Where are Unenlightened and Mu Yuming now?"
Hu Xiaotian knew he could no longer fool him. In an instant, this approachable old monk had undergone a transformation as startling as an old hen turning into a duck. An unprecedented aura of oppressive might poured from him, surging toward Hu Xiaotian like towering waves.
Hu Xiaotian smiled faintly. Even beneath Yuanmu's formidable presence, he remained perfectly at ease. "So there are still things you cannot let go of, Master."
The overwhelming pressure vanished like smoke in an instant. Yuanmu's stern expression became peaceful again, and he smiled calmly. "How could letting go be so easy?"
Hu Xiaotian said, "If I refuse to tell you the truth, I fear it won't merely be a matter of your being unable to let go. Perhaps you won't let me go either?"
Yuanmu smiled without answering, but he already understood that Hu Xiaotian's martial arts had reached a transcendent realm. Even he could not claim he would certainly defeat him. Hu Xiaotian should have no trouble walking away from this encounter unscathed.
Hu Xiaotian said, "Unenlightened and his brother both died on the Ankang Grassland. Otherwise, I would never have obtained the second volume of the Void Art. It turned out he had been keeping it on him all along."
Yuanmu nodded, not doubting Hu Xiaotian's words. He sighed softly. "Unenlightened's martial arts were no weaker than mine. As for his brother, Mu Yuming, he stole two secret manuals from the Heavenly Dragon Temple. His martial arts should have been no weaker than Unenlightened's either. To think they both died."
Hu Xiaotian said, "Unenlightened was trapped in the Heavenly Dragon Temple for over thirty