It was still the void, still nothingness. He Heng stood silently, consolidating the realm he had just attained, yet his gaze remained fixed beyond the heavens, profound and distant.
Suddenly, Huang Lun appeared before him, his face cold.
"You've come." He Heng glanced at the Supreme Expert of the Devil Dao, still calm.
"You've been waiting for me?" Huang Lun asked coldly.
He Heng nodded. "That's right. Ever since Heng's clone killed Huang Han, I've been waiting for you to come after Heng."
Huang Lun's eyes widened. A murderous aura radiated from him as he barked, "You knew I was coming, yet you didn't hide. Should I call you brave or stupid?"
He Heng smiled faintly. "Heng has no need to hide, because there's nothing you can do to Heng."
Huang Lun stared at him. "You think I can't kill you?"
He Heng replied blandly, "That's right."
Huang Lun suddenly laughed, his laughter carrying an incomparable chill. "You're quite arrogant!"
"You're wrong. This is confidence. Heng once told your daughter that Heng is the most confident person there is." He Heng corrected him.
"Where does that confidence come from?" Huang Lun's dark eyes fixed on He Heng, his hand gripping his spear tightly.
"First, we're both in the Progenitor Realm. Even though You Emperor, you've long stood at the very peak, there's no fundamental difference between us anymore."
"Second, to descend upon the Great Heaven, You Emperor, you forced your way through the restrictions. You must have been seriously wounded. How much of your Peak Power could you have left?"
"Third, before this, you never truly understood Heng. Heng, however, has long since seen through you. As the saying goes, 'Know yourself and your enemy, and you'll never be defeated.' You rushed here so recklessly, committing a grave blunder, while