"It seems you don't understand me." Gazing at the raised head, gazing at that towering throne, the towering skeleton, He Ao sighed softly.
He calmly held the light in his hand, his arm slowly applying force, "Do you know why I've always avoided the whirlpool before?"
The skeleton sitting high on the throne slightly lowered its gaze, watching him, "Wasn't it to preserve your own life?"
In an instant, fierce flames erupted from that arm, enveloping the purple light held in his hand.
"What are you doing?!" A thunderous voice suddenly exploded in the sky, and the massive skull giant immediately raised its hand, its forearm naturally falling away, as the massive skeletal palm reached down toward He Ao.
"Yes, it was to preserve my own life," He Ao tightly held onto the dazzling light, letting the purple light overwhelm his entire body, "because at that time, I still had children in this world."
