"Oh? Something like that actually happened?" After Qingchao Zong heard Child of Mist's account, he flicked his antennae. "Although... although it sounds utterly incredible, surprisingly, the other set of memories within me does not reject this explanation. And from what I know, there is no conflict with this information either..."
"Hehe, I told you, I'm amazing." Child of Mist laughed.
Qingchao Zong thought for a moment, then nodded. "It truly is... highly valuable intelligence. You're amazing."
To Qingchao Zong, the value of this intelligence was extraordinarily high. Although he did not know how those undying fiends viewed this information, it could hardly be worthless to them. From that perspective, Child of Mist had indeed been impressive to obtain such information-rich intelligence from them.
Child of Mist immediately felt himself swell with pride.
Look at that—a mysterious powerhouse capable of crossing infinitely distant starry rivers, and the only insect in this world he acknowledged, both thought Child of Mist was amazing.
Wasn't he amazing, then?!
But...
Qingchao Zong still sighed. "But this only proves that our previous reasoning was unsound. He still has no way to prove that he is not a world-devouring fiend. So whether he is or isn't... it's fifty-fifty!"
By ordinary reasoning, that should have been the case.
"But he's very strong!" Child of Mist said. "Outside a world not far from here, there was an enormous artifact—he used that artifact to cast a spell from within that world and tear apart the Negative Land."
"Wait, you mean..." Qingchao Zong's entire body went blank. "The commotion of this waking cycle was caused by him?"
Child of Mist sighed in admiration. "That was one hell of a blow... If it had come straight at you, I probably couldn't have protected you even if I tried..."
"Showing off his might..."