"Senior?" Wang Jiu called out, utterly puzzled.
"Senior, Inugami was easily within reach. Why not take it?" Baili Zhen also looked at the Masked Old Man in confusion as he asked.
As the Masked Old Man walked back, Dragon Might slowly began to manifest again, though it was far weaker than before. Without careful examination, it would have been almost impossible to detect. It seemed it would take considerable time to recover its former strength.
"The time has not yet come," the Masked Old Man said.
These words left both Wang Jiu and Baili Zhen rather baffled.
The Masked Old Man did not keep them guessing, but explained, "This formation was laid specifically for Dragon Fang, to nurture it using the True Dragon's corpse in the Dragon Burial Ground. Who knows which generation of seniors left Dragon Fang here, or how many years have passed since then? But this old man can sense that Dragon Fang has reached its final, critical stage. Taking it now might not render all the previous effort wasted, but its power would at least be greatly diminished. It would not be worth it. Let it remain a while longer."
Both men were somewhat astonished to hear this.
Baili Zhen in particular had truly failed to recognize the formation's purpose.
He had thought it was merely intended to prevent Dragon Fang from being taken. He had never expected such a deeper purpose behind it.
"Dragon Fang was already the foremost of the three Ancient Evil Blades. After being nurtured for such an immense span of years, how powerful would it be?" Wang Jiu asked softly.
"We will only know its power when the time comes," the Masked Old Man said. "Divine weapons like this possess tremendous spiritual awareness. Much of the information just now came from