Even the usually expressionless Emperor Snake Beastman was somewhat surprised. "World Heart?"
The gecko nodded, his expression growing more pensive. "The Beast World is different from other worlds. It only has one god. Once he takes over as the god of this world, he is qualified to take the World Heart. His dealings with me, with Si Yan—it's all for this one goal."
Si Yan's brows furrowed tightly. She anxiously asked, "What does he want with the World Heart?"
After a long sigh, the gecko spoke, "Granddaughter, do you still remember the story I told you before about the god who was too kind-hearted, whose kin were wiped out, and who destroyed his own world?"
Si Yan nodded. "I remember."
The gecko continued, "I was also unsure before. But later on, I gradually confirmed it—the False Heaven is that unlucky god: the God of Night, Ming Jiu."
Si Yan looked horrified, her face turning ashen.
The gecko said, "All his kin died, and he destroyed his own world with his own hands."
