Bright Phoenix!
Hearing those words, Long Xiaoyao felt a thunderclap suddenly explode in his Sea of Consciousness, leaving him utterly stunned.
Bright Phoenix, Bright Phoenix?!
After Chen Ping revealed that Ye Xishui's martial soul was the Death God Demon Puppet, and that his Vertical Pupil bore a wisp of the power of destiny belonging to the legendary Emperor Auspicious Beast, Long Xiaoyao had already believed eighty percent of what he said.
Moreover, even now, Chen Ping was still egging him on-or urging him-to meet Mu En. This showed that Chen Ping had no fear of him asking Mu En for clarification, and that not a single word he had spoken was false.
Long Xiaoyao swallowed with difficulty, his ears filled with everything Chen Ping had just said.
[You guessed right. Your descendant has actually long since shaken the continent and made a resounding name on the Douluo Continent.]
Who possessed the Bright Phoenix martial soul and had long since made a resounding name on the Douluo Continent?
Long Xiaoyao recalled that there did indeed seem to have been a loudmouthed junior a century ago whose martial soul was the Bright Phoenix. By chance, he had even seen him from afar a few times.
But as the saying went, divine powers could not rival heaven's calculations. Even for someone as powerful as a Titled Douluo, living past a hundred was an exceptionally long life in this era.
Even that junior's son, the son who served as dean of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department, was now eighty or ninety years old. Surely the junior in his memories had long since died of old age?
For a moment, Long Xiaoyao was completely dazed. Had those few encounters actually been the only times they had met as father and son?
And Yan Shaozhe, Mu