The Daoist with flowing hair slightly nodded.
"Actually, you don't need to probe, I know his weakness!"
At this moment, a faint voice echoed in the void.
The two Daoists in the forest changed their expressions instantly upon hearing it, and abruptly looked around, yet under the gentle moonlight, there was nothing unusual in the air and on the ground; the insects and night birds in the forest continued to chirp as if the voice and shadow were merely an illusion.
Such a change immediately filled the two Daoists of the Golden Maiden Sect with alarm.
The leading Daoist quickly clasped his hands respectfully, saying, "May I ask which senior is jesting with us? I am Zhao Yuansong, under Plum Venerable of the Golden Maiden Sect! I request the senior to show himself!"
The two Daoists of the Golden Maiden Sect maintained a vigilant demeanor, but their hearts gradually sank into despair.
