Bai Mo fell silent for a moment before finally closing his eyes as instructed.
"Who are you?"
As his consciousness sank, the voice indeed became much clearer.
"Heh! Who am I?"
"Junior, have you ever heard of Kunwu True Monarch?"
His words were filled with extreme pride and self-confidence.
Bai Mo ran the name through his mind before saying flatly:
"Forgive this junior's ignorance, but I have never heard the True Monarch's name."
The voice was unconcerned, speaking calmly:
"You were just discussing my life today. It seems my name has not been passed down."
"No matter. Time is short. Junior, I shall pass on to you the *Celestial Mountain Spirit-Seizing Scripture*. Do not let it be lost to time..."
Without waiting for Bai Mo's response, Kunwu True Monarch began to chant in a strange language.
The syllables were like the roars of beasts and the cries of birds. Though Bai Mo did not understand the words, he understood their meaning.
