"Heavenly Dragon Roar! I've never heard of it. I suppose my knowledge is shallow," Zhangsun Youyue sighed. "But this Sound Art truly is domineering. Brother Ling, I really can't see through you anymore. Forgive my impertinence, but do you specialize in Sound Arts?"
"I'm fairly capable," Huang Xiao answered.
"How does it compare to your swordsmanship?" Zhangsun Youyue asked again.
Huang Xiao froze slightly. He had not expected Zhangsun Youyue to still be probing him. Hadn't she more or less figured it out already? Was this necessary?
But on second thought, Huang Xiao smiled bitterly inwardly. Is she reminding me that she already knows my identity?
"My swordsmanship is mediocre, not as good as my Sound Arts. Hmm?" Huang Xiao said nonetheless.
That was the truth. Huang Xiao was more proficient in Sound Arts than swordsmanship. After all, he had learned quite a lot from You Lian'er. Combined with Heavenly Demon True Qi, his Heavenly Demon Dragon Roar was certainly more powerful than his swordsmanship.
At the end of his reply, Huang Xiao gave a surprised murmur and looked toward the courtyard entrance. Of course, its gate already stood wide open, having been kicked to pieces by the Fallen Help members earlier.
"Amitabha. What a Demonic Path Sound Art." Just as Huang Xiao finished speaking, a voice suddenly rang out.
Zhangsun Youyue frowned. The voice made her somewhat uncomfortable.
Then her brows drew even tighter. Xiao Qing's expression barely changed; she merely looked somewhat puzzled.
"Na! Mo! A! Mi! Duo! Po! Ye! Duo! Ta! Qie! Duo! Ye!"
"Duo! Di! Ye! Ta! A! Mi! Li! Du! Po! Pi..."
After those opening words, these Buddhist invocations abruptly followed. Each syllable sounded separately, forceful and ringing, like scripture recitation, yet somewhat different.
"The Rebirth Mantra!" Zhangsun Youyue exclaimed in surprise.
But as she