A deeply familiar yet incredibly unfamiliar feeling arose in his heart, and facing this voice, he was somewhat at a loss.
"Recall, my soul, my thoughts, your birth is my words, the ultimate soul is my essence." This voice echoed in his mind like a dream whisper. At this moment, the Underworld King's heart suddenly flashed with enlightenment.
At this moment, he finally knew the answer to a mystery, a mystery about how he was born! He murmured a few words: "Master of the Great Destruction!" These simple five words possessed an immense weight. He had never met the Master of the Great Destruction, nor even heard his name before.
But at this moment, he felt so familiar with the Master of the Great Destruction, as if they were the same person. No, it wasn't as if; they were the same person. The Master of the Great Destruction was inherently a defier of fate and one who succeeded in defying it.
