Tang Yin frowned when he heard this.
'Was there a Divine Heir in the Age of Gods? If I take everything I know into account, my Inheritance is my Divine Soul. Does that mean that my Soul lived so many years ago? The Age of the Gods... It ended too long ago; we don't even have too many records from back then...' He thought, in shock.
Thinking that he might have lived in that era was not far-fetched. In fact, it had already occurred to him that it was possible to have lived several lives before this one due to the abilities the Divine Soul showed, never to be trapped by those terrifying existences, such as death.
But, to hear someone tell him that was more shocking than just that idea that haunted his head.
'Or is it to distract me...' Tang Yin thought and saw that the Heir of Death appeared before him with a move.
He swung his hand forcefully and struck in the direction of Tang Yin's stomach.