After Mu Chen's baptism got on track, Hun Tiandi left behind a Spirit Shadow to oversee the follow-up work. He himself left the space formed by the Continent Foundation and returned to White Jade Square.
He stood at the edge of the square, gazing at the dark clouds in the distant sky, blackened by Demonic Qi, and the indistinct demonic shadows behind them. His unusually bright eyes were calm and profound, like a starry night sky.
A young man dressed in a black Classical Robe, wearing a Pointed Soft Hat and a crystal Monocle over his right eye, suddenly appeared reflected in those eyes.
The young man sat atop the square's railing, supporting himself with both hands as he leisurely watched the distance.
Hun Tiandi abruptly erupted with a terrifying aura, his gaze turning from calm to gloomy. "Amon..."
The young man raised his right hand and adjusted the Monocle over his right eye. Turning slightly to look at him, he clicked his tongue and said:
"You don't need to look so hostile every time you see me. No matter how well you put on an act, I won't mistake you for some inexperienced brat who wears every thought on his face."
Hun Tiandi withdrew his aura, and his expression calmed as well. He slowly walked to Amon's side and said:
"I have always wondered what your goal truly is. I spent all day pondering it, and when I sent Mu Chen for the Continent Baptism a few days ago, I suddenly had an inspiration and thought of one possibility."
"Oh... interesting. Let's hear it." Interest appeared in Amon's eyes.
"The Firmament Ranking. Your goal... is to devour the Firmament Ranking, just like Heavenly Evil God, who invaded the Great Thousand World forty-nine thousand years ago!" Hun Tiandi said.
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