Mou Tianyuan's expression remained unchanged; he acted as if he hadn't heard Jia Ren's words.
It was unclear whether his heart had turned to ash or if he was truly skilled at controlling his emotions. It seemed the lessons from Yang Chengcang had indeed allowed him to grow significantly.
"Thank you for your answer!"
Sometimes, the lack of an answer is an answer in itself. Whether the speculation was true or false, verification was necessary. Jia Ren didn't want to be caught off guard when disaster struck. If there was even a ten percent chance of such a thing, he had to nip the danger in the bud.
Mou Tianyuan, confirming Jia Ren wouldn't grant him the Phoenix's power, had fallen deathly silent.
The Nine Heavens Star Breath Formation sank into the depths of the island, burying Mou Tianyuan's remnant soul there. By the time it returned, his soul would likely have dissipated entirely.
