The man who stepped out from around the corner smiled at that, replying ambiguously:
"Not yet."
Varimathras looked bewildered and was about to ask more.
But before he could speak, Li Yun grabbed him and pulled him back several steps.
"Who exactly are you?!"
Varimathras looked at Li Yun in surprise, only to see that Li Yun had no intention of explaining anything to him.
He merely fixed a fierce glare on the man who had suddenly appeared nearby and asked coldly:
"Where is Hangenor? What did you do to him?!"
"Oh? I didn't expect you to be so loyal." The man's tone was teasing, his expression halfway between a smile and a sneer. "Before I answer that, let me introduce myself."
"So you won't be talking to me without even knowing who I am."
As he spoke, the man shifted his gaze from Li Yun's face to the dumbfounded Varimathras.
"I am the last trace of divinity within the True Demon Sacred Body—the collective consciousness forged by the seven gods, an independent existence beyond their control."
"Before I regained consciousness, I considered many names. But in the end, I decided to call myself 'Qin.'"
Having said that, he looked back at Li Yun.
"I imagine you'd be pleased to see me do that."
"You possessed Hangenor?" Having silently memorized every word the other party said, Li Yun's attitude remained icy as he questioned him.
"Don't put it like that." Hangenor, who had maintained a cold smile all along, suddenly spoke in a faint voice. "Judging from my original intentions and actions, I was the one who wanted to possess Qin."
"Ending up like this is entirely my own fault..."
"What a fine case of reaping what you sow." Li Yun tugged at the corner of his mouth and said