"My heart is firm as iron. I will stride forward and never turn back!" Shi Hao declared loudly.
"Then wait until you truly reach a sufficiently lofty realm. Even without me telling you, you will encounter those things, see them, and understand everything," the Willow Deity said.
"How should I proceed to reach that world?" Shi Hao pressed.
"First, make it past the Border Wasteland," the Willow Deity said with a sigh.
Afterward, the Willow Deity was alone with He Xian again. She had called Shi Hao down and summoned He Xian up.
He Xian gazed at this peerless woman, whose equal was seldom seen in the world. Perhaps only the Female Emperor who would rise against the heavens in a later age could compare to her.
For some reason, he felt that she had seen through his identity.
"Your surname is He, isn't it?" the Willow Deity asked, her expression as composed as when she spoke to Shi Hao, her disciple.
"That's right. My father is He Wushuang!" He Xian nodded and ultimately admitted it frankly. Denying it would be useless; his pupils were too distinctive.
However, he was not afraid. The Willow Deity before him was only a combat incarnation formed from a willow branch. She had not even entered the Human Dao Supreme realm and could not kill him.
Indeed, He Xian had that confidence. As long as a Human Dao Supreme did not take action, he could pit his strength against anyone.
"Don't worry. I won't kill you. The future is too dark. Even your realm cannot be certain of weathering it safely. We lost in the previous epoch, but hope still remains," the Willow Deity said slowly, noticing He Xian's tension.
Then He Xian could not understand why she had brought him here as well.