"You…" The Gu clan ancestor pointed at Mo Jue. "What is your name? Where did you learn this combat technique? Is it from one of the Primordial Ruins?" he asked.
"Huff… huff… maybe… huf… maybe not. I don't think this has anything to do with you," Mo Jue replied defiantly, already exhausted from using the True Sky Severing Cut.
"I asked because I do not want to use soul search on you," the Gu clan ancestor said, letting out a sigh as if pitying him. "That method could fragment your memories, and it would be troublesome for me to piece them together."
"Too bad…"
His body suddenly vanished and reappeared in front of Mo Jue, startling him.
"You leave me no choice!"
Like the final decree of heaven itself, the Gu clan ancestor reached toward Mo Jue's neck. At that moment, a sharp sword intent rushed toward him from one side, while powerful condensed qi formed through water-based spiritual arts surged from another angle.
"Hmph! Weak!" the Gu clan ancestor shouted with disdain.
