Yu Beidou had, of course, been on full alert for some time, prepared for anything.
The Blood Demon, however, was also taken aback. The power he sensed in that voice was not at Divine Presence, nor at True Insight... It had reached the pinnacle of the Transcendent realm!
A Dao Derivation expert!
With his ancient origins and broad experience, he could hardly be mistaken.
So the Diviner's suicide had not been the end, nor an admission of defeat and departure. It had merely been another beginning?
Had he sacrificed his life to summon this Dao Derivation expert?
The clash between the Blood Divination Art and the Life Divination Art was not over at all?!
Such a grand opening, followed by a question shrouded in such mystery, sounded just like some ancient powerhouse who had slumbered for ages...
Sleeping for years, only to be awakened today?
Who was it?
The Blood Demon ransacked the scant memories he had inherited from the source, but found nothing.
But the next moment, that aged, mysterious voice became utterly baffling. "Who am I, again?"
Then it seemed to grow angry.
Even the blood mist began to churn—
"Just who's calling for me? You little brat! Come out and try it! Don't you have any manners? Does an old man not get to sleep?"
Blood Demon: ...
Yu Beidou: ...
One had ancient origins, the other had spent half a lifetime on divination. Both were strong enough to be called powerhouses, yet at that moment, they were speechless.
They simply had no idea what to say.
The Dao Derivation expert was nothing like they had imagined. The difference was just too great!
Getting no response, the aged voice continued to mutter to itself. "Such familiar blood qi... Do I know it?"
"Seems like a fortune-teller..."
"Yes,