"—What?"
A young, immature, almost overly childish voice rang out, blocking his path, yet it made one lose focus for a moment despite oneself.
But the Heaven Supreme who was about to charge into the Endless Fire Territory clearly had no attention to spare for that.
"What nerve. You even dare stop a Heaven Supreme? Are you truly tired of living?!"
Yet as that furious shout fell, he also saw the other party's face clearly.
The figure was still childish, looking no different from a child, yet it could also be called slender. More importantly, that face, at first glance, made it impossible to tell whether it belonged to a boy or a girl; only through the clothing and hairstyle could one barely judge it to be a young man's face.
However, the instant he saw that face that seemed both familiar and not, the Heaven Supreme's heart abruptly plunged into an ice pit. He was chilled from head to toe.
"Yao, Yao Wan?! It's, it's you?!"
"Impossible! How is that possible! Didn't you already enter Secluded Death Meditation?!"
The joy he had felt at breaking through the encirclement's interception, his celebration of his own tremendous luck, his obsession with washing away past humiliation—all his thoughts vanished like smoke the moment he saw that face.
Even though he knew very clearly that this face still held certain differences from the true person, even so, fear still climbed up from the soles of his feet like an evil ghost beneath a water pool, as though it meant to drag him down into that pool, cold to the bone.
It seemed the other party knew Mother, and had clearly once clashed with Mother.
So much so that the moment he saw his face, he could not help recalling Mother, wearing an expression