"Martial Uncle?" Supreme Elder Shi called out again.
Daoist Kang stepped forward and called out in a grave voice, "Your Majesty, the ruler!"
Hearing this, the ruler's steps halted.
Seeing that he still responded to this title, Daoist Kang's heart leaped with joy, and he immediately continued, "Your Majesty, do you not remember the kingdom you personally established? Now, Beiming lives in peace and prosperity, but if the Yin Mountains fall into chaos, your foundation will be destroyed in an instant!"
The ruler's gaze flickered, pausing for a long while before a voice suddenly sounded: "Foundation?"
These two words were enunciated clearly and distinctly, unmistakably not mere mimicry.
Everyone was first stunned, then greatly alarmed.
They had all thought that upon absorbing the Yin Energy, even if the ruler acquired sentience, it would be that of a newly born being. But now, it seemed not to be the case; could it be that he retained his own memories?
