A sigh heavy with the weight of time rang out, startling the two who had just entered the Chaos Heaven Cave.
The Sword Spirit of the Slaying Immortal, already taken aback by Yu Lie’s human form, now seemed as if it had seen a ghost upon hearing the Great Heavenly Venerable’s words, its gaze fixed sharply on Yu Lie.
All its schemes and preparations for this journey were shattered, and it blurted out in disbelief:
“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”
Yu Lie himself stood frozen for a moment, glancing around before pointing at himself with wide eyes:
“Troublemaker Immortal? Me??”
A kindly, gentle laughter drifted like a breeze around the two of them.
Then they heard that aged voice speak again: “Slaying Immortal, why is it impossible?”
The Sword Spirit, realizing it had not misheard, surged with sword light, excitement bubbling forth: “If this boy were truly the reincarnation of that Troublemaker, this sword would have sensed it without fail. Yet that fellow is cowardly, clingy to life—nothing like the furious temper of the Troublemaker.
“Besides, if he really were the Troublemaker’s reincarnation, he would have already formed his Core, not still be struggling with mysteries from the fetal stage, with no hints of past-life memories whatsoever.”