Seemingly sensing Hun Tuo's gaze, Duan De turned around with a puzzled expression. "Do you know me, fellow Daoist?"
Hun Tuo's heart skipped a beat. He asked tentatively, "You don't recognize me, fellow Daoist?"
Though Hun Tuo was a Great Saint, his clothes were utterly unremarkable. He lacked the imposing air of the Ancient Clan and resembled an ordinary old farmer. He looked somewhat familiar, but Duan De could not remember where he had seen him.
Duan De could not help feeling guilty, his eyes darting about. Had he robbed this man's ancestral tomb? If he was recognized, his identity as a Forbidden Zone Heir would be exposed.
"Who am I? A single dream spans a million autumns; in Primordial Antiquity, I built my Dao and became an immortal." Duan De immediately burst out laughing to conceal his panic and offered a glib explanation. "I've met far too many people. It's only natural that I don't remember you, fellow Daoist."
Duan De's words were always full of nonsense. Sometimes even he did not know whether he was telling the truth or lying; he acted entirely on his body's instincts.
To someone who knew the truth, those instincts became a different sort of terror.
"He became an immortal in Primordial Antiquity. It really is him!"
Unlike the Man-Demon Dongfang Taiyi, who had only glimpsed Duan De once, Hun Tuo had actually dealt with that incarnation of Duan De during the Primordial Era. Towering waves of shock immediately surged through his heart.
Having severed his flesh and memories, retaining only the Reincarnation Seal as he ventured between life and death, the Netherworld Emperor had successfully lived another life!
"I see. So that's how it is." Hun Tuo laughed vaguely to brush the matter aside, but his body would not stop trembling. He