Hearing this, Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan were both stunned.
"What did you say?" Lin Qiye's brows immediately furrowed.
"Don't panic. I'm not saying the Great Xia Gods are going to kill him. Do you remember what I told you aboard the Dao boat last time?" Zuo Qing stared into Lin Qiye's eyes and spoke slowly. "An Qingyu is the nightmare of the world that the future King Mask spoke of. It isn't merely because of his position... it is because of his identity."
An Qingyu was the Key of Doors.
A bolt from the blue flashed through Lin Qiye's mind.
"He's one of the Lovecraftian Three Pillars?" Cao Yuan could not help laughing. "How is that possible? He'd been carrying out missions with us for years, rising from the 'Pond' realm to where he was now... How could he be a god of Cthulhu?"
"Listen to me first." Zuo Qing shook his head and continued. "An Qingyu is the Key of Doors, but only a part of the Key of Doors... According to the Celestial Venerable's deductions, when the Lovecraftian Deities first invaded Earth, the Key of Doors was jointly slain by several ancestral gods. Its body shattered into countless fragments of the Gate of Truth and sank into eternal deathly slumber."
The Key of Doors was spacetime itself. After it fell into deathly slumber, fragments of its body were swept into chaotic spacetime. Most were exiled to the end of time and space, but a few were scattered throughout the River of Time in which humanity existed.
Some of these fragments were recovered by Lovecraftian Deities, such as the bubble Zeus used to exile us. But some had never been found... If our guess was correct, then while An Qingyu was still an infant, he fused with one