The gifted young man of the Extreme Darkness Clan had suddenly, like some hotheaded fool, signed up to join the Burial Emperor War. No matter how one looked at it, it was suspicious.
The various interrogations and inspections over the past month had already shown just how seriously the Origin Universe higher-ups took this.
Even so, Danyan still did not believe him. She still had to personally vet him.
"Don't tell me..."
"You're fighting for some so-called glory of the Origin Universe. Vast Universe blood still runs through your veins."
Danyan's voice remained languid, yet the soul-piercing force within it grew ever more terrifying. Even Sikong Jing at his peak back then might not have been able to conceal himself from it.
The Danyan before him was Danyan more than two thousand years later.
But Sikong Jing was also Sikong Jing after more than a dozen reincarnations. He was exceptionally calm. His soul was simply not something Danyan could intimidate—or rather, there was not the slightest ripple in it.
Still, as a youth facing such terrifying intimidation and pressure, he naturally had to show a little tremble.
Yet Sikong Jing's eyes were filled with determination and stubbornness.
Deliberately making his voice quiver, he replied, "I'm doing this for the Extreme Darkness Clan. I don't want my people to keep being hunted down."
At that, Danyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and a terrifying killing intent burst forth with them...
Sikong Jing deliberately shuddered all over again, as though he were about to collapse to the ground. Yet he forced himself to remain standing and continued, "I want to render great merit. I want to win my people a path to survival. That is why I came here."
At this moment, he was playing the role of a stubborn youth with fierce