"A glorious age?"
The Heavenly Dao Powerhouses looked at Lin Zhishui, unsure what he meant and rather bewildered.
They had thought "it" was a supreme existence that stood above the Three Realms, lofty and indifferent to all living beings. Yet now, it was speaking just like a human?
"Zhishui..."
She Xilu could not help asking, "Are you... really 'it'?"
"'It'?"
Lin Zhishui smiled at her. "Who is 'it'? Say it."
"Outer Path Pangu..." She Xilu said softly.
Lin Zhishui shook his head with a smile. Instead of answering her, he waved his hand, and the Golden Crow Girl, Little Eleven, appeared out of thin air before the Calligraphy and Painting Shop.
"Huh?" The Golden Crow Girl froze briefly before realizing she had been transported here. Then she saw Lin Zhishui and recoiled a step in fright, looking at him with anxious, conflicted feelings.
She had witnessed the clash between the Heavenly Dao and the Outer Path in Qing City, so naturally, she knew Lin Zhishui was "it."
"Little Eleven."
Lin Zhishui smiled at her and asked, "Who do you think I am? Do you think I'm your imperial father?"
The Golden Crow Girl faltered, then shook her head. "No. You're... 'it'?"
Lin Zhishui turned to the Heavenly Dao Powerhouses. "And you? Who do you think I am?"
The Heavenly Dao Powerhouses were all somewhat bewildered. They did not understand why he was asking. Had they guessed wrong? Was he not "it"?
"It seems you all think I'm Outer Path Pangu."
Lin Zhishui shook his head with a smile. "But... who is Outer Path Pangu?"
At that moment, an illusory black-scaled python emerged from She Xilu's body. It was Youchan. Her dark green eyes fixed on Lin Zhishui as she said in a low voice, "You said Outer Path Pangu was