Di Xin stared at the sage-like figure before him, his mind blank.
Hongjun.
The Dao Ancestor of the Primordial World. Teacher of every Sage.
Di Xin swallowed hard. After a long moment, he forced a few words through clenched teeth.
"Hongjun... Dao Ancestor!"
Hongjun stroked his beard and nodded with a kindly smile, like a grandfather looking at one of his grandchildren.
But Di Xin's scalp prickled, and his mind raced.
Stay calm. Stay calm. I have to stay calm!
He had read enough Primordial World novels in his previous life to know exactly what kind of being the Dao Ancestor was.
Most importantly, he could not let Hongjun know he was a transmigrator! Those who controlled the Heavenly Dao hated variables. If Hongjun discovered he was an anomaly, Di Xin might be wiped out on the spot.
Di Xin took a deep breath, straightened his robes, and bowed respectfully.
"Human Emperor Di Xin greets the Dao Ancestor! What instructions bring you here in person?"
Hongjun looked him up and down, then suddenly smiled.
"An anomaly."
He spoke unhurriedly, but the words struck Di Xin like thunder. "Now that you've transmigrated into this Supreme Primordial World, what do you think of it?"
Di Xin froze.
He stared at Hongjun in terror, his lips trembling for a long while before he managed to speak.
"Dao Ancestor... what are you talking about? Transmigrated? This junior doesn't understand..."
Hongjun stroked his beard, smiling at Di Xin as he struggled to keep up the act. He was in no hurry.
"I just divined an eighteen-digit number. Would you happen to recognize it?"
With a light sweep of his sleeve, Hongjun made a string of all-too-familiar digits appear before Di Xin.
His ID number from his previous life!!
A chill shot from the soles of