Inside Awakening Lion Valley, within the lion's den, the dialogue between their souls continued.
After the One-armed Nascent Soul asked what emotion the Old Lion had sensed, the Old Lion fell silent for a moment before expressing it.
"At first, I couldn't understand it. This emotion was clearly making me uncomfortable, yet I couldn't grasp it, couldn't identify it. Was it anger? It seemed so. But what was I angry about? Why was I angry?"
"What were you angry about?" The One-armed Nascent Soul knew the other had already found the answer.
"After reading these human books, I finally understood. Anger actually stems from fear."
"As powerful as you are, what could you possibly fear?"
In the One-armed Nascent Soul's view, this Old Lion's combat strength was absolutely at the peak of this world. Could there really be anyone who could make him feel fear?
"A power greater than my own. A power that threatens my life."
