The instant Xia Ping's right hand grasped the blood-red crystal, he sensed a demon god's figure erupt from deep within it.
That demon god's figure seemed to stand astride the river of history, emanating an undying, indestructible, immortal aura, as though it were the one and only existence between heaven and earth.
An irresistible force of a demon god burst forth from it, strands upon strands of demon god power permeating every corner of Xia Ping's body, even reaching the depths of his soul.
"This!"
A glint flashed in Xia Ping's eyes. At that moment, an ethereal, sacred voice spoke from within the demon god's figure.
"Inheritor, have you ever lied in this life, even the smallest of lies?"
The voice droned, resounding through Xia Ping's soul and reverberating back and forth. It seemed to possess the power for words to become law, forcibly twisting the laws of the universe around them.
The entire palace was enveloped by this demon god domain. Within the area shrouded by the demon god domain, it seemed that only the demon god's laws could take effect, while all other laws were rendered completely invalid.
"No."
Xia Ping calmed his mind and answered at once.
"Inheritor, have you ever broken a promise in this life, even the most insignificant one?"
The voice sounded again.
"No."
Xia Ping answered without the slightest hesitation.
Crash—
At once, the blood-red crystal bloomed with boundless light, thoroughly enveloping Xia Ping's body from inside out, even penetrating every part of his soul and every wisp of his soul memories.
Even the endless river of history from the past was revealed.
However, the Kunpeng Clone had only just been born. It had hardly any history at all and had barely interacted with anyone, so the examination ended in an instant.
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