But no cultivation technique had been inscribed inside the gray-haired old man's wine jar. The Second Ancestor had retrieved his token.
Nor did they need one. Their cultivation techniques had originally been passed down through jade slips.
After the Second Ancestor separated the "Sacred Soul Transformation" technique back then, he inscribed the two incomplete manuals respectively into the Great Ancestor's wine jar and the Third Ancestor's iron scroll alchemical book.
Moreover, the gray-haired old man could sense the young man's soul power. Though it was not as solid as the burly man's, the "Sacred Soul Transformation" he displayed seemed even purer.
"Enough. We've displayed our techniques and tokens. What about you?"
After watching Li Yan put away the damaged wine jar, Elder Hao no longer paid attention to the ever-changing expressions on the faces of the people opposite them.
He had no intention of continuing to introduce his group. With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked at the gray-haired old man.
Although Elder Hao had more or less confirmed the other party's identity—and those people had just named the techniques, formation, and tokens used by the three of them—he still needed the other party to verify it before he could truly set his mind at ease. He had to personally confirm this process.
By now, the gray-haired old man's expression had changed from sinister to doubtful, from astonished to shocked, and finally to excitement.
He had never expected that, while the Soul Prison Clan declined again and again and he bitterly struggled to support it, there would still be other Soul Prison Clan members outside.
And three supreme experts had appeared all at once. These three should all have been Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, though they possessed exceptionally powerful methods of concealment.
This did not surprise him. Soul