"Young fellow, please stay a moment and have a word!"
That brief sentence, those few words, seemed to hold some sort of magic, making the young man, who had been about to turn and leave, instinctively stop in his tracks.
This was no Immortal King-level Words Become Law. In fact, He Mu had merely spoken, without using even a trace of magical power.
One could only say that the sentence itself qualified as the most terrifying curse in the Myriad Heavens and Worlds. Never mind Immortal Emperors or those at sacrificial Dao-even transcendent beings Above Sacrificial Dao might not be immune to the supreme might of those few words.
At that moment, the young man did stop and look toward He Mu, who had spoken.
He Mu also looked at the young man before him and spoke inwardly.
The future Desolate Heavenly Emperor is already beginning to show his mettle. Riddled with internal injuries, yet already able to kill enemies above his level. He really is as valiant as the book described.
It's just that his later strategy against the Plateau was a little stupid. I wonder if he was so valiant that he neglected to develop his wits, letting such a promising sapling grow crooked...
Even as He Mu praised him inwardly, he grumbled about the Shi Hao before him, and even began entertaining the idea of straightening the future Heavenly Emperor out at the roots ahead of time.
After all, the reputation of that Crouching Dragon and Fledgling Phoenix duo rang far too loudly. Had He Mu been merely a reader watching from the sidelines, it would not have mattered. But now, as someone confronting the dark Strangeness head-on, he found Shi Hao's future actions and choices rather hard to accept.
Still, He Mu harbored some hesitation. After