Memories from tens of thousands of years ago were surfacing in his mind.
That invincible figure from the past slowly overlapped with the person before him. The experience of once being hunted by the First Generation Angel God and countless powerful beings until his courage shattered seemed to replay as if it had happened only yesterday.
The Holy Spirit Sky Tiger actually went limp and collapsed to the ground at that moment, crying out as if breaking down, "Ho-Ho... Holy Douluo! You're Holy Douluo! How is this possible? Didn't you ascend after becoming a god? How can you still appear in the mortal world?"
"I didn't expect it. So we're old acquaintances. Heh, Holy Douluo... It truly has been a very long time since anyone mentioned that name."
The Sacred Monarch sneered, lifted the trembling Holy Spirit Sky Tiger, and casually flung him in front of the Old Priest, smashing him solidly into the ground.
"Open your eyes and look for yourself! This beast, whose courage I shattered tens of thousands of years ago, who fled in panic from another continent—this is the god you spoke of!"
The moment the Old Priest saw the Holy Spirit Sky Tiger kneeling humbly before him, begging him for mercy and pleading for his forgiveness...
The faith in the old man's heart collapsed.
He could not accept it.
The god he had worshiped with devotion for so many years was actually only a Soul Beast whose cultivation exceeded Two Hundred Thousand Years?
And what had the other party said just now?
This God of Holy Light was an existence who had become a god and ascended to the God Realm tens of thousands of years ago.
Heavens!
He had actually, truly and shamelessly, questioned a real god!
Thinking of everything he had done, like