As for the latter, Situ Yongren had grown up listening to legends about him.
In his impression, Bazhun'an was a three-headed, six-armed monster with a green face and fangs. He was even more terrifying than the true body of a ghost beast.
Unexpectedly, Bazhun'an looked over.
Everything in Situ Yongren's subjective memory was shattered.
It was just a sword cultivator who looked no different from a mortal. His eyes were turbid and yellow, and his body was deformed.
Not only were there no pressure in his eyes, but there was also a trace of confusion.
Bazhun'an paused for a long time, as if he had finished recalling his past. Then, after a slight hesitation, he asked.
"Who are you?"
Situ Yongren's body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.
As expected!
You really don't know who I am!