Ouyang's voice was neither loud nor soft, as though he had mentioned something utterly insignificant.
But to Zu Yuan, it was like a landslide and a tsunami erupting in his ears.
The name Chen Changsheng had already grown somewhat unfamiliar to Zu Yuan.
Even Zu Yuan himself had begun to unconsciously believe that he was the real Zu Yuan.
And that Chen Changsheng had long since died before the snowy mountain that day, died in the Cultivation World, died the day he traded his life for another and became the Great Calamity.
When Ouyang brought up that name again, Zu Yuan felt an excitement so intense it threatened to suffocate him.
Zu Yuan felt a tremendous roar fill his ears, as though he could hear no other sound between heaven and earth.
An ache welled up in his heart, and a thin mist instantly veiled his eyes.
His heart thundered in his chest. The panic and nervousness of this moment surpassed even what he had felt when he became Zu Yuan.
He even lowered his head before the blue-green-robed figure in front of him, not daring to meet his eyes.
Fear, grievance, heartache, sadness, happiness...
An extraordinarily complicated mixture of feelings filled Zu Yuan's heart, leaving him so flustered he could no longer control himself.
Above the boundless Yellow Heaven, only Zu Yuan, Ouyang, and the unconscious young girl Chongyang remained.
The Great Demon Venerable's own daughter, the power of the Twelve Demon Gods-none of it mattered to Zu Yuan at that moment.
At that moment, Zu Yuan was no longer the Little Demon Venerable Zu Yuan, who stood below only one and above ten thousand among the Devil Race.
Instead, a single sentence from Ouyang had knocked him straight back into the Chen Changsheng he had once been.
*There