"Has your disciple become a stranger to you, Master?" Seeing Hua Yunfei frozen in a daze, the old man withdrew his hand and said with a smile.
"You... aren't..." Hua Yunfei was stunned, his composure slipping like never before.
Since crossing over, he had rarely lost his composure like this. It wasn't his fault—the old man's appearance was simply too shocking!
"Wasn't I supposed to be dead?" the old man asked in return.
Hua Yunfei's thoughts were pulled back to many years ago, when he had suppressed Dou Dou Long on Skull Star.
Back then, at a moment of danger, a mighty figure had appeared, standing tall as if to hold up the heavens, with a great cauldron suspended above his head. He had helped Hua Yunfei fend off a powerful foe, then vanished.
The figure's appearance back then had been very, very similar to the powerful man before him!
That powerful figure had been the Heavenly Emperor!
Then who was this old man before him?
Hua Yunfei didn't open the information panel. Perhaps he didn't dare, or perhaps he didn't want to face certain things.
"One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones was taught to me by you, Master. Have you forgotten?" the old man said with a smile. "I am the Heavenly Emperor, and the Heavenly Emperor is me. I am also your disciple."
"One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones?" Delight welled up in Hua Yunfei's eyes. Did that mean the Heavenly Emperor had never died, and that the one who died was merely an Incarnation created by One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones?
"Truthfully, I wish that were the case too." The old man saw what Hua Yunfei was thinking and smiled. "Unfortunately, I'm also just an Incarnation of the Three Pure Ones. I can't be certain of