The Vigorous Force surged within, slowly healing his injuries, and a faint, elusive smile appeared on his pale face.
Lu Jin’an’s left hand, seemingly slow but actually fast, gripped the sword’s hilt tighter, the joints distinct.
The gleaming sword blade emitted waves of sword light, and the word ’Du Duan’ on the blade was particularly prominent beneath the hilt.
He looked at the ghostly fire in the stone statue’s eye sockets and chuckled: "How does it feel... when your own sword has a different master?"
With one knee on the ground, one hand holding the edge of the stone platform, and the other maintaining a striking posture, the stone statue slowly lowered its head, looking at Lu Jin’an, suddenly becoming incredibly calm: "You know of me?"
Lu Jin’an glanced at the lake spreading across the hall floor, then looked toward others already standing in the void.
There was no Space Power attacking them.
Because the stone statue couldn’t spare any more attention.
"I know a bit." Lu Jin’an looked again at the ghostly fire in the stone statue’s eyes: "Emperor Kong."
The statue, feeling its left knee unable to rise, laughed again, although eerie and terrifying, it was with much less mockery: "You’re stealing knowledge."
Lu Jin’an was indeed stealing knowledge, the Space Rules permeating the hall from the statue... learning is always a delightful thing.
Especially when you apply what you’ve learned... it’s even more delightful.
He gently breathed, the injuries inside his body indeed quite severe; he unhurriedly put away ’Du Duan,’ and softly said: "The humble soul’s shell doesn’t match your lofty status...
So you killed those who revered, worshipped, and praised you, because you didn’t want such a shell."
Lu Jin’an raised his right hand, his fingertip sliding over the sword blade of the Netherworld Validation: "Because you are the first Immortal of the Human Clan."
As the words fell, Jiang Wuya and the others looked at the stone statue with suspicion; books recorded that the first Immortal of the Human Clan wasn’t called ’Emperor Kong.’
But since the senior brother said so, it must be right.
"Born in response to calamity, Emperor Kong descended into the world." Lu Jin’an’s voice was indifferent: "People revered, worshipped, and praised you... thus to gain a chance of becoming Immortal, but...
So many disciples, so many Divine Temples, why did none of them become Immortal, nor did anyone justify your name?"
"Your era hasn’t disappeared into the river of history, only vanished from books, the land, and people’s hearts."
The stone statue looked at him silently, its voice somewhat dry: "How much more do you guess?"
"The Grotto Heaven opened by the Demon Clan hides your rebirth sanctuary." Lu Jin’an stated bluntly: "Tens of thousands of years ago, you mysteriously vanished, all the Divine Temples were destroyed, traces erased...
To this day, Hidden Life Mountain still stands, but your Hidden City appears here."
He looked at the flesh and bone showing on the stone statue’s face, then turned to glance at the Demon Monarch whose name he still didn’t know, his gaze deep: "It was the Demon Clan that led us here, so I have a suspicion...
You might not be human, so none of your disciples could become Immortal through your path, so your existence had to be erased by the Human Clan."
Lu Jin’an’s pace quickened a bit: "But you are human, otherwise, in such a long period of your era, why did no one ever discover you weren’t human?"
He looked at the blood and flesh lines where the stone statue cracked; apparently, Emperor Kong’s flesh was entirely covered by the stone statue.
"Are you disguising something... Your true identity is a Half-demon."
As Lu Jin’an’s words landed, Qi Xingyu exclaimed: "No wonder so tall, turns out a Half-demon, no wonder such a large body wasn’t detected and allowed the Demon Clan here too."
Whispers and the stone statue’s silence seemed to confirm Lu Jin’an’s speculated truth.
Zhu Nanzhi, despite worrying about her husband’s injuries, instinctively glanced at Mu Qingyue beside her as she listened to her husband’s voice.
Since Senior Mu is also a Half-demon, does that mean she can also grow tall?
Besides growing tall, can she shrink?
’If she can grow and shrink, can she and her husband find more... fun together?’
Thinking that, Zhu Nanzhi couldn’t help but look at Mu Qingyue twice.
Mu Qingyue ’looked’ at Zhu Nanzhi: "What?"
"Oh, nothing." Zhu Nanzhi blinked, thinking it’s better not to remind Senior Mu about playing other games with her husband... what if her husband gets addicted?
"Just thought when husband said ’don’t go over,’ you stopped really fast..."
Before Zhu Nanzhi finished, Mu Qingyue transmitted a message: "More obedient than a little dog, right?"
Zhu Nanzhi was taken aback; Senior Mu described herself like that?
But then a trace of caution flashed in her azure eyes; wasn’t she the one who called her husband ’papa’ in the ice cave before, wanting another identity now?
She quietly retorted: "You are really greedy."
Mu Qingyue’s slightly quick breathing paused, am I greedy?
Didn’t take anything from you...
In the silence, the Junior Brother’s voice continued.
"The king who once led the Human Clan out of calamity turned out to be a Half-demon..." Lu Jin’an’s voice was indifferent: "An unwelcome figure by both sides, thus the once-renowned ’Emperor Kong’ fell to this state, intending after tens of thousands of years of dormancy to be reborn into a new body and return to the world."
The stone statue raised its head, looking at Lu Jin’an, its voice seemingly growing older: "You, such a person... remarkable, can guess so many things...
You truly are remarkable."
His voice fell silent, but then the formerly mocking tone resurfaced, and he grinned once more, sticking out his tongue to make a grimace at Lu Jin’an.