When he suddenly heard Gu Chenfeng reveal how he had survived Yuan Shanjun and Yuan Hongxiang, and how he had caused Ye Canglan's death.
Han Heavenly Journey's expression changed drastically.
"You... how do you know about these things?"
Back then, on the Borderlands Battlefield, Han Heavenly Journey had accompanied Ye Canglan, the Young Master of the Purple Cloud Sect, along with the experts led by the Young Master of the Golden Ape Tribe.
They had followed the Little Ape King and the others into the Secret Realm left behind by an expert of the Mountain-Moving Demon Ape Tribe to search for treasures.
Eventually, the Secret Realm had collapsed, and he had survived by a stroke of chance.
With the Mountain-Moving Demon Ape Tribe's comprehensive blockade of information, almost no one knew what had happened in the Secret Realm's Core Region.
Even that crafty old Ye Beixuan, who had tracked him down through a trace of his Divine Sense Origin and subjected him to every kind of torment.
Had failed to pry this truth from his lips.
This enormous secret he had buried deep in his heart.
Yet the young man sitting before him, who should clearly have perished on the Borderlands Battlefield, had spoken of it so naturally, as though he had witnessed it himself.
Every hair on Han Heavenly Journey's body instantly stood on end, and a chill ran down his spine.
It was as though the young man sitting calmly before him was not human, but a ghost!
Extreme terror and unease instantly filled his heart.
The next moment, a cold gleam erupted in Han Heavenly Journey's eyes.
He abruptly formed a hand seal, pushing the room's Sealing Restriction to its limit.
Then his figure flashed, and he appeared before Gu Chenfeng in an instant. Golden light burst