The memories continued…
"Do you want to save them?"
A calm voice suddenly echoed through the chaos, almost too casual for the deadly battlefield it interrupted.
Long Tianzhi instantly turned around, his body tensing in instinctive vigilance. His aura flared, ready to counter any threat.
"Myself means no harm," the voice said again. "If you wish to save—"
"...It's you," Long Tianzhi interrupted, his eyes narrowing. "Heaven Fate Emperor."
His tone wasn't one of surprise, but of confirmation. A bitter smirk curved on his lips.
"No wonder that chicken Matriarch waged war on us. So, it was you. You're the one backing them."
Although Long Tianzhi had yet to break into the Celestial Immortal Realm, his spirit remained unshaken. He stood tall, not taking a single step back even before such a powerful foe.
The figure floating before him gave a slight nod, his tone devoid of any malice. "You truly are a descendant of the Long Clan. Sharp, perceptive… You've understood more than most."
