Middle Stage Heavenly Venerate

"Strange," he muttered, his voice low and filled with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "Far too strange. Even in my phantom's destruction, there should have been some lingering trace of Dao aura, even if it came from a grand expert. Even a God Sovereign would leave a tiny, yet terrifying trace."

For a moment, the half-step God Emperor trembled as a terrifying idea surged into his mind. His voice almost shook as he uttered the words that neither of them truly wanted to consider: "You don't think it's...an immortal above the gods?"

The God Emperor's head snapped up, his eyes flashing with a mixture of derision and unease.