Ye Chen's casual words pried open Ding Moluo's memory slate on the spot, directly making him recall the appearance of Netherworld God Haimo.
At this point, Ye Chen had successfully proven that he had not been spouting nonsense.
Whether it was Haimo's appearance—
Or the murderer who had killed Haimo—
Everything he said was true.
Otherwise, how could Ye Chen possibly describe details from memories that even Ding Moluo himself had failed to recall?
Thus, Block Clown's pupils abruptly dilated, his expression stiffened, and pain jolted through his brain.
This time, Ding Moluo was completely and utterly stunned.
The worldview he had built over more than a century now suffered a total, all-encompassing collapse.
"Holy Light... was my... benefactor?"
"Abyss... is my true enemy?"
"That's impossible... How could that be possible?"
"Then everything I've done until now..."
"What meaning... did any of it have?"
Ye Chen laughed heartily.
"That's right!"
"No meaning at all!"
"That is precisely the most fitting phrase to describe your life!"
"You thought you had always been devoted to taking revenge on your enemy, even going so far as to stand with Abyss and borrow Abyss's power!"
"Yet little did you know that the one standing behind you, the one receiving your help, was the true enemy who butchered your master as cruelly as livestock!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"Ding Moluo, what am I supposed to say about you?"
"You're truly both pathetic and laughable------!"
Listening to Ye Chen's cold, merciless mockery, Ding Moluo's eyes bulged as though they were about to leap from their sockets, while the skin of his entire face began twitching madly as if electrocuted!
"Y-you... you..."
However, Ye Chen immediately cut him off and continued loudly:
"Next, let me gift you another 'truth'!"
"You've always believed that all memories related to 'Netherworld' came from