Hearing the old man's words, Xu Zimo smiled and said, "What interests me more is how a Saint Meridian Realm martial artist like you has lived from the Barbaric Era until now."
"Give it up. I won't tell you anything," the old man replied blandly.
At that moment, the leaf Xu Zimo had obtained from the secret realm suddenly emitted a green glow within his Storage Ring.
"He once consumed a Leaf of Life," the consciousness within the leaf said.
Xu Zimo nodded, then said, "All right, back to the matter at hand. Give me that secret technique, and I'll let you leave."
"I don't know what secret technique you're talking about," the old man replied indifferently. "If you mean the secret technique for Battle Body fusion, then forget it."
"You still don't intend to admit it?" Xu Zimo smiled. "In truth, you know it yourselves—the Battle Body fusion secret technique was nothing more than a smokescreen.
Secretly, you've been researching a Twin Battle Body secret technique all along, haven't you?"
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the old man's expression changed drastically. He stared fixedly at Xu Zimo.
One had to know that the Twin Battle Body secret technique was a clan secret. Other than the Ten Great Yama Kings, the Nine Spirit Gods, and the Thirteen Saints, no one else could possibly know about it.
Even the internal members of the Ancient Nether Race did not know such a secret technique existed.
The old man felt a chill creep down his spine. He had no idea how Xu Zimo knew.
Could it be that one of the clan's higher-ups had betrayed them? But upon further thought, that should have been impossible. They had all journeyed from the Barbaric Era to the present.
They shared the same ambitions and dreams. They