A mocking look crossed Ling Xingkong's face. He paused, then fixed his gaze on Li Yan and continued.
"There were things we didn't think of at once. But unlike us, Fellow Daoist Zhang acted from instinct. Especially when his life was on the line, he would naturally use the Daoist arts he knew best.
"The same held true for us. That was why you broke through the last two trials at their most critical moments, while we failed to think of the answer straightaway.
"Because the Prayer-Eerie Kui Buddha Beast devours living beings, it gains not only nourishment from their vital blood but also their memories.
"So once that beast sets a trial, it naturally doesn't want anything it has swallowed to come back out. And this is the Heavenly Demon Grassland. Most of what it swallows must be members of our Demon Race.
"To keep Demon Cultivators like us from breaking through, it would use methods we seldom employ, such as the Daoist arts of Human Race cultivators. We may have learned from those arts, but we wouldn't think of them immediately.
"When faced with a problem, we're most likely to rely on our own innate abilities, or at least approach it through what we know best. Could that be why Fellow Daoist Zhang broke through so smoothly and appeared so remarkably 'brave'?
"Even if you hadn't considered it at first, when your life was on the line, you instinctively used the Daoist arts you knew best. As a result, a trial meant to confound Demon Cultivators was easily solved by you.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you think what I've said is true or false? Look, here's another question of truth and falsehood. Can you use Daoist methods to decide which parts of my words are true and which