A man who looked to be in his twenties, with a pair of sharp horns growing from his head and a wild smile on his face, appeared before everyone.
The man carried an unruly air. Chain after chain wound around him, and everyone could see clearly that those dazzling chains were strands of order, chains of laws.
Those chains had originally been laws of heaven and earth, yet now they had all fallen upon him, refined by him into divine abilities and methods.
He made no attempt to conceal himself, brimming with immense confidence. As he walked, the God Rule Chains clashed against one another with unceasing chimes.
"That's right. In truth, he began plotting against all of you a very, very long time ago. It wasn't easy, it really wasn't easy, Master. I finally waited until you emerged!"
There was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, as well as cruelty, but even more than that, an icy chill, like the coldest place in the universe.
"It's you?" Fang Bairen's expression abruptly changed, darkening at once.
Even when faced with the Jade-Eyed Emperor's betrayal just now, he had not looked this terrible.
Yet the instant he saw this man, his expression turned incomparably ugly as countless memories flooded into his mind.
"You didn't expect this, did you, Master? You didn't expect to see me here!" The man wore an even more smug smile.
"And I never imagined that you, Master, would be so tenacious. You actually made it this far again. Truly remarkable!"
The man clicked his tongue in wonder, but his eyes were so cold that he seemed to be looking at a dead man.
"Traitorous disciple!" Fang Bairen gritted his teeth, forcing out those two words.
Only then did the others understand the relationship between the two.