The Female State Preceptor listened to the Ancestor Emperor's words, her face nearly showing a sneer.
"My Primordial Yin," he says, as if my Primordial Yin belongs to him?
He's really considered me his private property, or perhaps his forbidden pleasure.
Though she knew this in her heart, the Ancestor Emperor of the past at least wouldn't express it so bluntly.
Clearly, Chu Huaixu had thrown him into disarray, plunging him into endless fury.
"How heroic he once was."
"Relying on his charisma, he attracted countless followers, ultimately founding a grand dynasty."
"But now?" Lin Qingci found it laughable.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. The Profound Yellow Realm is unlike Kunlun Cave Heaven; life is but a fleeting century.
He lived less than a century as a human but spent a full six hundred years as a ghost.
After six hundred years of torment, the Ancestor Emperor was no longer the Ancestor Emperor of old.
His humanity, rationality, emotion... all were eroding.
