When Lin Ruoshui saw Yin Cunli, the Unborn Venerable Mother also felt a stir and sensed many things through her.
And so she activated her divine ability-None Knows a Child Better Than Its Mother!
In an instant, the Unborn Venerable Mother understood everything even before Lin Ruoshui did.
"So it was the Torch Dragon. Oh, the deity is called Torch Dragon now. What a pitiful wretch-even the Dragon Clan bloodline was beaten out of you."
"Let Mother see what happened. Couldn't beat them, so you joined them, did you? You really have grasped some mysteries of time."
"A pity. This way, you're destined only to mingle with lesser cultivators. You still can't defeat the truly strong and can only use time to outlast them. The result might be good, but it's too humiliating. Mother couldn't do it."
As the Ancient First Evil God, the Unborn Venerable Mother had her own pride.
Heads could roll, blood could flow, but her dignity could not go.
Torch Dragon's approach plainly showed a complete unwillingness to court death, the polar opposite of the Unborn Venerable Mother's Dao Lineage.
"You can't say Torch Dragon took the wrong path, but this way, that deity will never become the strongest in the universe. An advantage gained by beating up little
children will only mean never fighting at the highest level. That's why, upon encountering Mother, the deity was exposed again so quickly. Time is powerful, but it cannot restrict every powerful being."
Herself, for example.
Shakyamuni could not kill her, and neither could time.
Moreover, she had condensed the True Void Homeland, which existed independently of the world, completely beyond Torch Dragon's observation.
Using a strategy of outliving old men, Torch Dragon had outlasted Mao Fulong and was preparing to beat up the Dragon Subjugation Lineage's little