The Heart-Demon Path.
Those words shocked Luohu even more than that palm strike had, leaving him in even greater disbelief.
Being forced to reveal himself by a single palm strike meant, at worst, physical pain and a loss.
But having someone expose his hidden trump card on the spot was another matter entirely.
Luohu stood where he was, forcibly pressing those words down within himself.
His Heart-Demon Path was a method he had cultivated over tens of thousands of years, hidden exceedingly deep.
So deep that even the Sages of old had never noticed it.
Yet Gu Changqing had simply tossed out a casual remark.
And named it outright.
With a tone that practically said, "What's so unusual about that?"
Luohu's thoughts raced as he searched his memories again and again, trying to discover how the other man had found out.
Yet, after a long while... he found nothing.
After all, until this moment, Luohu had believed his work was seamless, without so much as a crack for water to seep through.
That was what chilled the back of his neck most.
He swiftly swept his aura over Gu Changqing.
That probe left him utterly numb.
Hunyuan Wuji.
That aura sat firmly at that level, without the instability of someone who had only just stepped into it. Its solidity had grown from the very roots.
The worst possible conclusion breached his mental defenses at that moment.
Within the Interception Sect, Tongtian was not the strongest.
A monster had emerged in a later generation.
This time, he truly had fallen flat.
He had been careless after all. He had thought the Interception Sect amounted to no more than this, that Tongtian's presence marked the ceiling of its strength, that deploying a method like the Heart-Demon Path would be enough to turn