"Tell that Ancient God behind you to come here in person!"
The little boy floating quietly in mid-air spoke, his eyes filled with undeniable majesty and lament.
"..."
Without responding immediately to the little boy, Yao Xin just gently tilted her head.
"You are also a god of this world."
Though it was phrased as a question, Yao Xin used an affirmative tone when she said it.
Because the little boy opposite was indeed a god, a god who had lost most of his power.
In facing him, Yao Xin's Primordial Spirit trembled.
That was the inevitable result of the vast difference in the Divine Soul when confronting a higher existence.
"No, I am indeed a god, but I am not a god of this world."
With a somewhat bitter chuckle, he shook his head, denying Yao Xin's statement, the little boy spoke with a face full of helplessness.
"I'm just a bit of an unlucky guy, unfortunately dragged into this world nearing its end."
