"Xu Xiaoshou?"
"No, Dao Qiongchang, or Dao Ancestor Yi Ji!"
With a bang, the lid of the Mother Coffin of Fetal Origin was shoved open. A body wreathed in black-and-white Gods and Devils aura rose from within, its expression startled.
Its skin was a powerful bronze, its muscular lines incomparably smooth. The demonic patterns that had previously covered its entire body had vanished, and even the fanged horns upon its forehead had completely receded, as though it had cultivated to the point of returning to simplicity.
Yet one thing was utterly incongruous: the skin above its neck was overly fair and delicate, forming a stark contrast with the bronze below, as though it were a borrowed head that had yet to meld properly.
Just a little more!
But Sheng Xin no longer cared about any of that.
At this very moment, the image flashing through Its mind was the figure Its incarnation, Purple Pet, had seen in the Time Realm.
"Three Rivers of the Great Dao..."
"No, Twin Rivers of the Great Dao, plus a Sea of Intent Dao..."
What a terrifying thing was this?
While the Holy Spirit Continent was locked in a raging battle, some petty wretch had hidden away in the Time Realm and cultivated three Daos to such perfection.
Had Sheng Xin not been excessively cautious, using the complete Gods and Devils Dao for protection and sending Its incarnation, Purple Pet, quietly into the Time Realm for one extra look...
Would the Sea of Intent Dao have foreseen the danger at the slightest oversight, allowing that brat to erase every trace beforehand and leaving Purple Pet to come up empty-handed?
"Damn it all!"
Was he Xu Xiaoshou, Dao Qiongchang, or Dao Ancestor Yi Ji? From his outward appearance, he was undoubtedly Xu Xiaoshou, yet Xu Xiaoshou