...
The voice could actually transmit directly into his mind through his God Sense, what terrifying and powerful ability was that?
Moreover, the sound of that voice, resounding like the evening drums and morning bells, each word seemed to strike upon his soul, making his blood boil with excitement.
He suddenly thought of someone, someone he had complained about many times—the revered Saint Emperor of the Divine Martial Dynasty.
"Child of the human race, by the time you hear these words, I will have already perished. This is merely a message without active consciousness, so you need not worry about any threat of possession. With my pride, I would not stoop to such despicable acts."
