"This..."
The Cloth-Clad Youth stared at the Mortal World Supreme in Gu An's hand, his eyes wide, a thousand emotions surging through his heart. His worship of the Grandmaster reached its peak in an instant.
As for the Mortal World Supreme struggling in Gu An's palm, he sank into endless despair. He could not mobilize his magic power, much less send his soul out of his body. Some intangible force he could not grasp was suppressing him. He had never experienced anything like this.
The other party's cultivation was far higher than his!
An absurd thought even arose in his heart: perhaps even the Heavenly Emperor was not as strong as this man.
Because he had once resisted the Heavenly Emperor. Although the Heavenly Emperor had suppressed him with ease, at least the Heavenly Emperor had made a move. Unlike now—he had no idea at all how Gu An had suppressed him.
The moment that thought appeared, even he frightened himself.
How could anyone be stronger than the Heavenly Emperor?
Could he be the Heavenly Emperor?
The Mortal World Supreme stopped struggling and looked up at Gu An in terror.
Gu An's palm closed, making the Mortal World Supreme feel as if heaven and earth were rapidly sinking into darkness.
Only then did the Cloth-Clad Youth come back to his senses. He looked at Gu An, the excitement on his face not yet faded.
"Use a different identity from now on."
After leaving those words behind, Gu An turned and departed. The Cloth-Clad Youth hurriedly bowed and thanked him.
The Cloth-Clad Youth watched him leave, his heart surging like waves. This feeling of the path winding through peaks and suddenly opening into another vista made everything seem like a dream. Most importantly, he had witnessed the Grandmaster's methods with his