"Boom..."
At that moment, everyone froze.
Gazes filled with surprise or shock fell upon Ning Que, all carrying profound disbelief.
The newcomer wasn't the Purple Firmament Holy Son?
Then who else could he be?
Even Sword Slave, who had escorted Ning Que to the holy land, was taken aback.
At first, Ning Que's heart also lurched.
Was the karma involved in this Background Editing too great for me to handle?
After all, the holy land was home to many old monsters and living fossils who could see through truth and falsehood at a glance.
Presumably, the Purple Firmament Sacred Lord was one of them?
But soon, he realized he had worried too much.
As the Purple Firmament Sacred Lord approached step by step, Ning Que gradually noticed the deep excitement and conflicting emotions in his eyes.
And a trace of fear-
He was afraid that the person before him really was an impostor.
For him, that would only plunge him into even deeper suffering.
At that moment, the entire holy land fell silent.
Everyone's eyes rested on the Purple Firmament Sacred Lord and Ning Que.
The Purple Firmament Sacred Lord's voice trembled as it thundered through every corner of the holy land.
"The Purple Firmament Holy Son I knew died long ago to save me! I watched him perish, body and soul! Who are you?"
The Purple Firmament Sacred Lord glared at Ning Que, his voice booming like the voice of the Dao, deafening everyone.
Everyone thought the Purple Firmament Sacred Lord was interrogating him, but Ning Que maintained his smile throughout. "I am the Purple Firmament Holy Son. I didn't die, Master."
That single word, "Master," instantly made the Purple Firmament Sacred Lord shudder.
He looked even angrier, yet his eyes grew redder too.
No one present knew why