Purple Jade God frowned slightly upon hearing this.
His fingers tapped lightly against the throne as he spoke in a grave voice.
"Since achieving the Dao, I have been cautious in every step, never letting slip even the slightest scrap of information."
"Other than you, there are no spacetime Heavenly Dao powerhouses in this world who know me."
"Within the River of Fate, before the Mist had even spread, I had already used every kind of method to conceal my traces."
"Even the Nine Great Rulers could not possibly know of my existence."
"Yet this person not only knows my identity, but also knows the alternative method of attaining the Dao that I wield."
"This person's methods have already surpassed the ordinary."
"They are by no means something human power can accomplish."
"This person must hold an earth-shattering secret."
"The River of Fate can only trace back roughly a hundred million years. The history before that is shrouded in Mist."
"No one knows what happened in that era."
"This person may be connected to that ancient age, possessing some power beyond our comprehension—a power related to information."
"That is why he can know our secrets."
"Forming an alliance with such a mysterious figure could easily lead to becoming deeply ensnared."
"Blinded and deceived by his methods and information, only to ultimately become a stepping stone beneath his feet."
A faint smile appeared in Desolate Age's eyes. "Naturally, I know that as well."
"Looking across history, those with mysterious identities who possess all kinds of information have mostly taken every advantage in all sorts of worlds."
"They use their informational advantage to deliver a dimensionality-reduction strike against others."
"But now we share a common enemy. No matter what he is planning,"
"as long as we handle our own affairs properly and