The Rain Tribe's Clan Leader looked at Liu Chen, his eyes filled with a deep sense of respect, which couldn't be feigned. At that moment, Liu Chen was also taken aback, and after a long pause, weakly said.
"You must be joking with me. What I am practicing is Yanhuang Secret Art!"
Liu Chen also found it hard to believe; how could the Sixth-dimensional Dao Art be the Yanhuang Secret Art?
"There's no mistake. As supporters of the Yanhuang Monarch, we, the Rain Tribe, are confident we won't err on this point. The Yanhuang Secret Art is divided into upper and lower parts, and this Sixth-dimensional Dao Art is the upper part of the Yanhuang Secret Art!"
He spoke with a serious expression, while Liu Chen's heart twitched, thinking to himself how this all sounded like a fairy tale: he was actually practicing the Yanhuang Secret Art, was this really just a coincidence?
"So... does that mean I'm the Ninth-generation Yanhuang Monarch?"
