What The Hell?

Such a direct, almost dismissive entreaty directed at an infinitely senior godly cultivator would typically constitute grounds for instant obliteration for even the most talented of geniuses. 

Yet Cain delivered the measured statement with an air of casual confidence stemming from his transcendent cosmic authority - an existence operating on an entirely different cosmic frequency than the immortal before them.

God Sovereign Yao inclined his phantasmal form in a measured bow of acquiescence. "Even in my current shattered, humbled state, my connection to the Great Dao remains... substantial enough to heed the vibrations echoing across its infinite tapestries."