The wind atop Volcanic Cliff abruptly ceased.
The white mist surging over the Black Sea froze in midair. The flow of scorching lava quietly stagnated, and even the tiny, flickering fire patterns became completely still.
The instant Burning Heaven Lord's words, "Interworld Sky Demon, Green Ox Immortal," fell, every sound and movement between heaven and earth vanished.
A trace of astonishment flashed through Qin He's eyes, while towering waves had already risen within his heart.
He had layered disguise upon disguise, hidden himself step by step, escaped through Liu Chengan's traces, infiltrated the Divine Court's Realm Patrol Bureau under Lin Yan's identity. With two layers of identity shielding him, he had believed himself flawlessly concealed.
Countless faiths were scattered throughout the Lower Realm, leaving no fixed trail. The Sky Demon's origin was hidden deep within his soul, while the Dao rhythms of righteousness and evil balanced each other perfectly. No one had ever been able to see through him completely.
Yet Burning Heaven Lord had relied on nothing more than his perception of Dao rhythms to tear apart all his disguises and expose the two deepest secrets he possessed in a single sentence.
Qin He merely lowered his brows slightly, his lashes trembling by half a fraction, before instantly returning to his usual calm composure, as though that moment of surprise had been no more than an illusion of light and shadow.
After a brief deathly silence, Li Wuming's rigid body slowly straightened. His eyes, always sharp and cold, were now filled with utter shock and disbelief.
He stared fixedly at Qin He by the cliff's edge, his Adam's apple bobbing as he enunciated every word, his voice dry and heavy. "You... you're the Green Ox Pseudo-Immortal wanted across the entire Merit Department?"
Those three words fell like a heavy