Then, an aged voice rang out.
"As expected of a celestial being, their innate comprehension of the laws is extraordinary, truly something we can only envy."
"See? I told you so. As long as we dismantle his hard work, he'll definitely back down and come out." Seeing the bright lights all around and hearing the somewhat aged voice, Ning Tian shrugged, indicating that everything was under his control.
In the pitch-black hall, an elderly man with white hair, dressed in simple clothes, floated in.
He now appears to be a spirit.
"You two aren't father and daughter, you're probably grandfather and grandson, right? You're both spirits..." Ning Tian glanced at Bai Liu, who was floating to the side holding the Death Bell, and then looked at the white-haired old man who was floating over, who was also the God of Reincarnation, and silently complained.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, I've already said... Senior Dao God is not my father..."
Bai Liu suppressed the urge to draw circles and patiently explained to Ning Tian.
If the God of Reincarnation hadn't been there, she probably would have gone to a corner to draw circles and curse you, Fellow Daoist Ning.
"Alright, alright, you two hurry up and catch up. After you're done, you should answer my questions." Ning Tian shrugged and said.
Bai Liu, clutching the Death Bell in his arms, looked at the old man before him, who was both familiar and unfamiliar. He took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "Senior Dao God... I..."
"Girl, you've finally found your way here. Even that old friend Death couldn't keep an eye on you..." The God of Reincarnation sighed heavily, a hint of helplessness in his cloudy old eyes.
"Senior Dao Shen, I wanted to say thank you..."
Bai Liu slowly opened her mouth, but before she could finish speaking, Ning Tian's expression changed slightly. He moved swiftly, flashed to her side, and immediately covered her mouth: "Don't speak!"
Bai Liu: (╬▔＾▔) ? ? ?
[Author's note: When are you all getting your holidays? Take care of yourselves!]
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