The Bearing of Great Luo

The eerie King Ship, the elusive fog, and the sinister atmosphere intertwined in a terrifying scene.

Yet He Heng was unafraid. He strode toward the stern.

He saw a figure.

Standing with his hands behind his back, facing away from all living things.

"You've come!" The man turned around, revealing an ordinary face. His thick hair fell loose, and there was nothing distinctive about him.

"Did you know I would come? Martial Ancestor!" He Heng asked. He didn't care what the man looked like; what mattered more was his identity.

"Hahaha! Ever since you arrived in this world, I've known everything about you." The man laughed, revealing his identity to He Heng in the process.

"So I saw no need to keep up any pretense and came straight to meet you. Before a being like you, everything I do is laughable." He Heng had confirmed his suspicions completely. He now understood what a magnificent being he was facing, yet he felt no fear.

There was no one who could frighten him anymore, because long ago he had lost the emotion called fear.

The man suddenly smiled. "You certainly have a lot of nerve. It's admirable. And you're clever, too. You know I wouldn't do anything to you."

"With your abilities, Senior, if you wanted to do something, even with the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror in my possession, I'd have little chance of escaping." He Heng spoke coldly. Even a Mysterious Yellow Great Being could kill across worlds, and the man before him was one of the very strongest Progenitors. If he wanted He Heng dead, all it would take was a thought, and even He Heng's true body in the Great Heaven World would perish.

That was the power of a Progenitor Great Being, the foundational pillar of the Myriad