The Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint felt an immense shock. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, and even his heart trembled.
He had lost his memories and begun life anew, never imagining that he had such a past—that he was the Demonic Furnace Great Emperor, the instigator of the Seventh Tribulation.
The Demonic Furnace Great Emperor who had slaughtered hundreds of millions of living beings and brought calamity upon the entire God Vast Star!
Countless lives had been used by the Demonic Furnace Great Emperor to refine pills. His sins were innumerable; even among demons, such evil was rare.
Though there was no concrete evidence at present, the Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint was certain that his former self had indeed been the Demonic Furnace Great Emperor. First, he believed Fan Lang's words. Second, every detail matched up. Third, he felt it vaguely in the depths of his being.
The Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint remained silent for a long time, his heart churning as he thought of countless things.
He was now the Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint. Then whose sins were those committed by the Demonic Furnace Great Emperor?
The same body, different memories—who was truly who?
Should he recover his original memories?
Should he make this public?
All sorts of thoughts battered his heart, leaving the Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint unable to calm down. The identity of the Demonic Furnace Great Emperor was simply too heavy; even he could scarcely bear it.
After a long while, he let out a deep sigh. "Only now do I know that I am myself!"
The emotion in those words was as heavy as a mountain. Only he knew the feelings they contained.
"Master." Fan Lang called softly, not knowing what to say. If it were him, he would probably be