At these words, Monk Wen Hui and the man from the Dao Academy reacted very differently.
The former's gaze tightened slightly, doubt stirring in his heart. Then golden light gathered in his eyes as he activated his Dharma Eye and looked toward Chen Huai'an, seeking to see just what this man was made of, that he could utter such arrogant words before cultivators from the two greatest powers of the Central Region of Canglan.
Yet just as when they had first met, Wen Hui's own powers of perception were still far from enough to see through the concealment technique Chen Yang had set up.
However, as the newly risen leader of Kudhan Temple's younger generation, the Dharma Eye technique for piercing illusions was merely one of several Buddhist methods he had mastered.
From the two characters in his Dharma name, "Wen Hui," and his highly distinctive pair of long ears, it was not hard to guess where this man's true specialty lay.
When his Dharma Eye could not discern the truth, Wen Hui silently closed his eyes.
At the same time, the long earlobes hanging at either side of his cheeks began to sway faintly.
At that moment, Wen Hui entered a world of "Hearing All Things" that only he himself could understand.
The things around him that had to be seen with the eyes or examined with divine sense before they could take shape existed in this peculiar world as vibrations that ordinary people could never glimpse.
Thump, thump...
Thump, thump...
The heartbeats of Chen Huai'an and the Dao Academy cultivator reached him one after another, gradually taking tangible form within the perception of this Way of Knowing Through Hearing.
"Hmm? This technique can actually ignore my divine-power concealment. It really has some tricks to it."
Chen Yang's consciousness