"You're right. I'm a tainted being."
Fu Qian's assessment was rather blunt, but Henry, who spoke in a quiet voice, didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, he agreed with him.
"Do you remember what I told you about the Rainbow of Yao Bian?"
The next moment, he looked at Yuan Shan.
"Knowing too much about certain things isn't always a good thing."
Yuan Shan clearly remembered it well and answered seriously.
"That's right. For certain Higher Beings, their names are inherently contaminating. That's why I once told you to watch out for any mention of this name."
Henry nodded, then turned to Fu Qian.
"The Rainbow of Yao Bian is an ancient deity from the Mythological Era. What makes her most unusual is that she still exists."
That was quite a bombshell.
One of the aims of this trip was finally starting to be achieved. Fu Qian silently praised the moment.
Although he already knew what the old man had mentioned, what it implied was important.
It was clear that the Night Watchers knew a great deal about certain ancient secrets and were either involved with them—or wary of them.
"In terms of rank alone, she's far above what we usually call a First Order. She even possesses some authorities similar to the sun's."
"But she isn't the sun?"
Fu Qian pondered. In his dealings with the Rainbow of Yao Bian, she had indeed displayed authority over colors, as well as stars.
It made sense that she was connected to the sun.
"No. The ancient sun god fell long ago. We currently have no reason to believe that it still exists."
Old Henry had clearly thought over his words, but he was still quite free with his revelations. Even a casual remark from him was a secret that