"You are not the Ancestor Master; the power you wield is definitely not that of the All Stars Dao Fruit."
Within the Great Hall, Zhan Xingzi's gaze was fixed firmly on Yi Chen's eyes, as though he was trying to discern some clue from his expression. His hands, hidden behind his back, subtly formed a technique, attempting to divine Yi Chen's origins.
Unfortunately, no matter what method he tried, all ended in failure.
"Does it matter whether I am or not?"
"Sect Leader, the techniques of the cultivators from the Heavenly Star Sect can kill, and so can the techniques of cultivators from the Ghost Worship Sect. Both rely on the power of elixirs to advance in cultivation. Now, I hold two elixirs in my hand. Sect Leader, do you believe one of these to be righteous and the other evil?"
Facing Zhan Xingzi's questioning gaze, Yi Chen appeared utterly indifferent. Without waiting for a response, he added with a faint smile,
