Xi Hua floated over to the Heavenly Dao Incarnation's back, stretched out her delicate hands, and gently placed them on his shoulders.
The Heavenly Dao Incarnation was soothed, and his emotions settled somewhat, but his fury still surged toward the heavens.
"He stole the World Creation Spirit Fruit," the Heavenly Dao Incarnation said grimly.
"Then let him steal it. What else can we do now that it has come to this?" Xi Hua sighed softly.
"I had planned to save one of those two fruits for you."
"You know that even if I ate one, it would not change anything. I am already a dying person and should have reported to the Yellow Springs World long ago. Forcing myself to remain in the mortal world has already brought me to my limit. It is impossible for me to break through to the Dao Domain Realm."
"Even so, I cannot let Fan Lang have them!"
"Heaven has the Heavenly Dao, and people have the human Dao. When the human Dao rises above the Heavenly Dao, there is nothing to be done. Take a step back and you will find a vast expanse of the sea and sky. Listen to my advice—if you cannot defeat Fan Lang, you might as well go along with him."
"You want me to go along with him?" The Heavenly Dao Incarnation abruptly turned around, his face full of unwillingness.
"This is a helpless measure. You have fought Fan Lang many times, yet you have gained no advantage and instead repeatedly run into walls. I know you have your pride, but there are experts in this world who stand above the Heavenly Dao. I have read records of powerful beings in the universe who could shatter stars and pluck moons, even crushing celestial bodies themselves. Fan Lang