「In Douluo Palace.」
The old Daoist opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the two children fanning the flames.
The Golden Horned Child and the Fu Xi Child bowed in unison.
"Great Master."
The old Daoist said coolly,
"You have some nerve."
The Fu Xi Child's expression changed. He tried to flee, but he saw the Eight Trigrams Furnace suddenly fly open. An indescribable, unimaginable, unbelievable hand reached out from within the furnace.
Without the slightest deviation, it seized the Fu Xi Child!
"Great Master!"
"Grandpa Li!"
Golden Horned and Lu Jianxue cried out in alarm at the same time, neither understanding why the old Daoist had suddenly grown angry.
But the Fu Xi Child was truly terrified, a look of disbelief on his face.
"So... you were never your true self? How is that possible??"
He was dragged into the Eight Trigrams Furnace as fierce flames erupted. The next instant, a bewildered Silver Horned Child crawled out and said timidly,
"Great Master, I was wrong..."
