"You think your Master doesn't want to reveal his true form and make public what happened back then?"
"It's just that the time hasn't come yet."
"If it weren't for you being bullied by those people — if I truly couldn't stand by and do nothing, and there wasn't a legacy pressing me — your Master wouldn't have chosen to show himself today."
The old bull-nosed Daoist sighed.
"The time hasn't come yet? What do you mean, Master?"
Chu Feng asked.
"If my calculations aren't wrong, the Dao Sovereign should have already comprehended the Sixth Stage of Dragon Transformation by now."
"And I'm still only at the Fifth Stage. There's still some way to go before I reach the Sixth." The old bull-nosed Daoist said.
"He's already at the Sixth Stage of Dragon Transformation?"
Hearing this, Chu Feng understood everything — including why the old bull-nosed Daoist refused to reveal his true form.
After all, the Sixth Stage of Dragon Transformation granted combat power equivalent to a Third-rank Martial Venerable.
That level of strength would make one an extraordinarily formidable existence throughout the entire Sacred Light Galaxy.
If the Dao Sovereign had truly comprehended the Sixth Stage of Dragon Transformation, then the old bull-nosed Daoist was indeed no match for him in his current state.
As long as the old bull-nosed Daoist kept his true form hidden, even if the Dao Sovereign wanted to cause trouble, he wouldn't necessarily go so far as to kill.
But if his true form were revealed — if the Dao Sovereign learned that the old bull-nosed Daoist was Zhuge Yuankong — then the Dao Sovereign would undoubtedly stop at nothing, exhausting every means to eliminate Zhuge Yuankong.
"Hold on, that's not right, Master. How did you know that I'd figured out you're Zhuge Yuankong?"
Chu Feng suddenly asked.
"There's a great deal your Master knows. For instance, I'm already aware that you've mastered the grand formation I set up and can use its power to teleport at will."
The old bull-nosed Daoist stroked his beard, looking rather pleased with himself.
"Master, did you plant a spy beside me or something?"
"Or have you been secretly watching me this whole time?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Never mind about that."
"First, let's handle this legacy. Then I'll take you to the Gale Hunter Clan to ask about your three companions."
The old bull-nosed Daoist said.
"Master, you're willing to take me to the Gale Hunter Clan?"
"But didn't Elder Tang Chen say that the Gale Hunter Clan is unfathomably deep and we shouldn't rashly venture in?"
Chu Feng was both surprised and delighted.
He was naturally happy that someone could bring him into the Gale Hunter Clan to seek answers about the mystery surrounding Yan Ruyu and the other two.
But he was also somewhat worried. After all, Master Tang Chen had said the Gale Hunter Clan was very dangerous.
"Dangerous, yes, but how could your Master neglect his own disciple's affairs?"
"Rest assured, though — I can handle entering the Gale Hunter Clan."
"Enough talk. Let's deal with this legacy first."
As the old bull-nosed Daoist spoke, he arrived before the stone stele.
Hummm—
The moment his palm touched the stele, radiant light surged forth.
The power within the stele seemed to have found an outlet, flowing through the old bull-nosed Daoist's palm and merging into his body.
Soon, the light on the stele dissipated completely, and the sacred aura vanished along with it.
The stone now looked like nothing more than an utterly useless rock.
Crack—
Crack—
Then the stone fractured and crumbled into dust, drifting away — despite the area being sealed by a formation with not a trace of wind.
Chu Feng knew that the legacy of the Ancient Spirit Domain had been claimed by the old bull-nosed Daoist.
Only, the manner in which the legacy was obtained was far smoother than Chu Feng had anticipated.
So Chu Feng was quite pleased as well.
"Master, how is the legacy?"
Chu Feng asked excitedly.
But the old bull-nosed Daoist did not respond.
Looking more closely, Chu Feng noticed that radiant light circulated around the old Daoist's body, giving him an extremely sacred appearance.
Yet the man sat perfectly still, as though he had been turned to stone.
He didn't even blink.
Seeing this, Chu Feng refrained from disturbing him.
He felt that the old bull-nosed Daoist's consciousness had very likely already been projected elsewhere.
Perhaps the old Daoist had already met the master of this Ancient Spirit Domain — the owner of that ancient voice.
They were probably engaged in some manner of exchange at this moment.
At a time like this, no matter what Chu Feng said, the old bull-nosed Daoist wouldn't hear a word of it.
All Chu Feng could do was wait patiently.