"Commander, I don't know him." An Xiaoyu quickly denied it. Although she could be a bit willful at times, she was very serious about Jiang Yuan's safety.
"Come in, otherwise I wouldn't have gone all the way to call you back from the Heavenly Immortal Pavilion!" The man's smile was incredibly infectious.
"Let's go, we've encountered a master!"
As Jiang Yuan stepped into the courtyard, he immediately noticed something unusual. This space was almost completely isolated from the battlefield, and the omnipresent rules of the battlefield had vanished.
An Xiaoyu then stepped inside as well. As she walked, she paid special attention to Jiang Yuan's expression, because the leader had just mentioned that she came from Tianxian Pavilion. If the petty Jiang Yuan heard this, he would definitely cause a huge uproar.
Fortunately, Jiang Yuan's attention was currently focused on the leader and the courtyard house, and he did not notice these details.
Would you like some tea?
The leader calmly picked up the teapot and began pouring tea.
While the other party was pouring tea, Jiang Yuan immediately used his Heavenly Eye, but the Heavenly Eye, which was usually invincible, ran into a wall this time. The young leader was unable to detect any specific information. In the end, with the help of the Grim Reaper's Hand, he detected one of the other party's talents.
"Battlefield Soul!" Jiang Yuan was shocked, because this talent was too special. He had sacrificed himself to the Source as the Battlefield Soul in Nancheng before.
"Isn't that surprising?" The commander glanced at Jiang Yuan.
"What?"
Jiang Yuan pretended not to know.
"Sit down and have some tea!" The leader pushed the tea in front of the two men, and after they sat down, he slowly said, "You just used a special secret method to detect me and learned my identity."
Jiang Yuan couldn't explain, so he could only give an awkward smile.
"Don't be nervous. I don't mind if you know who I am, because even if you don't realize it, I'll find a chance to tell you," the leader said with a smile.
"You mean...?" Jiang Yuan couldn't see through the man in front of him. Just as the Eye of All Heavens said, there were too many secrets on the battlefield, and the Eye of Heaven alone could not see them all.
“I am a chosen one of the War Souls, just like you, except that I am from the Battlefield of Godfall, while you are from the Final Battlefield,” the commander admitted frankly.
"This...we're all the same?" Jiang Yuan looked at the man in front of him in astonishment. The other party was able to see through his identity in one sentence, so he must already know a lot, so there was no need for him to hide anything.
"To be precise, only the identity of the battle spirit is the same; in reality, there are still significant differences."
The commander paused for a moment, then said, "You not only created a god-level source on the battlefield, but also successfully retired and survived through an alternative method of possession and reincarnation. As for me, I died when the source of the Godfall Battlefield appeared."
"But you..."
"Don't be fooled by the fact that I still look like a human being. Of course, I'm only like a human being because I can't step out of this sealed space!" The leader smiled frankly.
"Wait, you mean you're the owner of the battle spirit from the Godfall Battlefield? Then you've lived for thousands of years, haven't you?" Jiang Yuan's lips twitched. He had previously thought that Gong Suxin was already an old monster, but now he realized that this leader of the Heavenly Palace was the real old monster.
"It's no different from being dead!"
The leader shook his head slightly, then said, "I survived to achieve this source, but I didn't expect you to appear and do it even more perfectly than I did."
Jiang Yuan frowned. This claim was absurd. The possessors of the battle spirits from the Godfall Battlefield somehow survived to reach the final battlefield and wanted to regain their source.
"Don't be surprised. Compared to those gods and god-emperors who died on the battlefield, I am lucky. Not only have I been able to live for thousands of years longer, but I can also reignite my life force!" The commander seemed to have seen through Jiang Yuan's thoughts.
"But weren't all the War Soul owners sacrificed to the Source?" Jiang Yuan asked in surprise. The Temple Spirit had mentioned this before, saying that War Soul owners had no chance of survival.
"Yes, it was sacrificed to the Source. But what if the battle is lost and the Source is shattered!"
The leader smiled faintly, and after a long pause, he continued, "The final battlefield is a continuation of the battlefield of the fallen gods. When the gods and the god-emperors were defeated, they foresaw that the human civilization would have a final battle. So they burned their last divine souls to save me from the shattered source, hoping that I could ignite a powerful source for the final battlefield and fight for a last chance of survival."
"So that's how it is!"
Jiang Yuan was deeply shocked. He could imagine the horror of the battlefield of fallen gods, where many gods could only burn themselves to preserve a spark of life.
"Is there anything else you want to ask? I'll try my best to answer it if I know the answer. And don't worry, this sealed space was left by the gods and is completely isolated from the outside world. You don't need to worry about leaving any karma here!" The leader sipped his tea, without any airs.
"I actually have that!"
Jiang Yuan rarely had such an opportunity, so he asked, "Commander, do you know anything about companion gods?"
"A companion god?" The leader obviously knew something about Jiang Yuan, so he sighed and said, "Alas, I still have to advise you, it's best not to fight with her."
"Why?" Jiang Yuan asked, unconvinced.
"Because the companion gods originally represent the will of the imperial star, and what's more, Nuwa was the only one among the many companion gods who survived to the ninth battlefield, her methods are unfathomable!" The leader shook his head, he did not want Jiang Yuan to get involved.
"Nuwa?" Jiang Yuan's heart trembled. He had not known the role of the companion god in the battlefield of divine fall before, but now the leader's words had made her identity obvious.
"Yes, her incarnation in the Battle of Fallen Gods was Nuwa. And you weren't the only one who suffered at her hands; the previous God-Emperor Fuxi, um..."
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