Seeing that the woman did not seem to be faking it, Zhao Xuan froze. His heart skipped a beat as he swallowed. Good heavens, you really are a Beast Deity.
The woman looked at Zhao Xuan, then covered her mouth and let out a soft laugh. She could tell that Zhao Xuan had no idea who she was; his earlier suspicion had probably slipped out unintentionally.
Zhao Xuan suddenly became restless. No wonder he had felt something was off about that title. It was not the title of a human deity at all, but that of a Beast Deity.
Now that he understood the identity of this Lord of Illusory Annihilation, his heart was in turmoil, and he secretly became alert.
One had to know that human deities and Beast Deities were mortal enemies. From Er Ming's inherited memories, Zhao Xuan already knew how brutal that divine war had been.
The Lord of Illusory Annihilation's mastery of Divine Sense was unfathomable. Not only could she clearly perceive the slightest movement on Zhao Xuan's face, but even the fluctuations in his state of mind.
Thus, she softly said, "You need not be wary of me. I bear you no ill will."
Zhao Xuan gave a dry laugh, but the vigilance in his heart did not relax in the slightest.
A deity—even a dead deity—could not be taken lightly. The God of Souls was a lesson from before. Even after falling, his power had remained terrifying beyond measure! Even if he had originally been a deity skilled in Divine Sense!
She fell silent for a moment, then sighed. "You humans really are all alike. At the slightest sign of anything amiss, you act as if every bush and tree conceals an enemy."
Zhao Xuan gathered his thoughts before saying, "It is never