After pointing out each other's true identities and real intentions, the two of them exchanged a smile.
But afterwards, Mingguang Dust's expression turned serious, "Indeed, a clever child of the Demon Sect... Aren't you afraid I might kill you?"
As he finished speaking, the True Master of the Divine Repository opened his eyes.
As the golden Six Yang Force gathered in his pupils, rays like the morning sun's evil qi and killing intent locked onto An Jing. Meanwhile, the sunlight that shone through the snow clouds and frost took on an indescribable sharpness, like knives and swords sweeping over the young man's clothing, causing it to rip open.
However, as the blade passed over the leather, there was no sound of it cutting, prompting the True Master of the Divine Repository to let out a soft "hmm" of appreciation, "Interesting."
"Your method of Body Refinement is quite exquisite. Which Dharma Gate did you exchange for it?"
