After the Moon God left with Iiyetta, Wen Wen cautiously returned to the previous room.
There were no suspicious scents, nor were the beddings creased, which disappointed Wen Wen.
Just as he was about to examine it closely, Wen Wen's vision went black, and he found himself in the Black Stone Palace.
"What were you trying to find just now?" the black-robed man sat on the throne, looking at Wen Wen with displeasure.
Wen Wen awkwardly chuckled, "I wasn't looking for anything, you're overthinking it..."
The black-robed man sighed, "I've been with you for so long, how could I not know what's on your mind... She is merely a clone anchored to a hairpin, and I don't even have a physical form."
"Please don't explain further; the more you say, the more I'm likely to misunderstand." Wen Wen plopped onto the ground. "You must have called me here for something else."
The black-robed man nodded, "You need to hurry and deal with the matter of the clone. The contamination from the Nameless King within you will grow stronger as you get stronger. The seal I left cannot suppress it forever."
"There's another matter. I need a guarantee from you."
"What guarantee?" Wen Wen asked, confused.
The black-robed man looked at Wen Wen seriously and said, "No matter what realm you reach in the future, you are not allowed to lay a hand on the Moon God."
Wen Wen almost spat out his saliva, "A friend's wife, not to be... offended. Besides, she wouldn't be interested in me anyway."
Veins appeared on the black-robed man's forehead. He flicked a finger at Wen Wen, sending him flying backward in a somersault with a flick to the forehead.
"What are you thinking? I mean, you cannot kill her."
Wen Wen rubbed his forehead and returned to his original spot. "What is the Moon God's strength?"
"Her true body is a Celestial God under the Heavenly Sovereign."
"Then do you think I have the qualifications to kill her? It would be good enough if she spares my life out of respect for you," Wen Wen spread his hands.
The black-robed man shook his head, "Your future will not stop at the level of a Celestial God."
Upon hearing this, Wen Wen eagerly trotted to the black-robed man's seat.
"Can you tell me what your plans are for my future?"
The black-robed man uttered his oft-repeated phrase, "You'll know when the time comes."
Wen Wen irritably ran his hands through his hair, "Always 'when the time comes.' I can recite all your lines. What's wrong with you big shots? You speak so cryptically, even more so than those charlatans at the Glorious Church..."
Wen Wen had held back these words for a long time, and today, he finally couldn't contain himself and poured them all out to the black-robed man.
Initially, in Wen Wen's heart, the black-robed man was mysterious, powerful, and aloof.
He was overjoyed when the other party deigned to speak a word.
But as he spent more time with this fellow, Wen Wen realized that this fellow could actually appear anytime. The reason he feigned absence was probably to avoid Wen Wen's incessant chatter.
Furthermore, during this process, Wen Wen also discovered that he was likely very important to the black-robed man.
He couldn't do without the black-robed man, but the black-robed man likely couldn't easily abandon him either. They were like grasshoppers on the same string, their relationship inextricably linked.
Therefore, today Wen Wen was prepared to be a bratty child with the black-robed man, even if it meant throwing a tantrum to extract some information.
Seeing Wen Wen's defiant demeanor, the black-robed man's mouth twitched incessantly.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but even if I did, it would be meaningless and only add trouble and pressure."
Wen Wen winked at the black-robed man, "Tell me first, I'm not afraid of pressure."
The black-robed man was silent for a moment, then said to Wen Wen, "I hail from the outer regions of the starry sky to the inner world, seeking to wield the foundational powers of various worlds such as judgment, punishment, devouring, containment, contract, and manipulation, to achieve supreme status. My name is..."
He trailed off at "My name is," but Wen Wen didn't dwell on it.
Because the moment he heard the words "outer regions of the starry sky," Wen Wen could no longer hear anything else. An inexplicable pressure seemed to want to crush him, causing blood to flow from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
If the black-robed man had uttered his name, Wen Wen, upon hearing it, would have been silently erased from this world.
It took Wen Wen a full half hour to recover, and he looked at the black-robed man with wide, horrified eyes.
"What... happened just now?"
"I wanted to tell you what you wanted to know, but you couldn't bear it," the black-robed man said, a smile on his lips as he looked at Wen Wen.
Thinking back to what he had just endured, Wen Wen felt a chill. Why was Wen Wen almost collapsing just from a simple description of the black-robed man's identity?
When Wen Wen first became an Awakened, Lin Lu had warned him not to look around casually in the gray mist, as he might see things that would drive him mad.
But at Wen Wen's current level, such taboos shouldn't exist, as he had become one of those terrifying beings.
If Wen Wen were to fully reveal his current state, an ordinary person who saw him without warning would directly go insane.
And such a Wen Wen was almost driven to collapse just by hearing some of the black-robed man's experiences?
"Think about it, do you know the name of any supreme sovereign?" the black-robed man asked, smiling at the shocked Wen Wen.
Wen Wen replied blankly, "Lord of the Dead Silence Void, Nameless King, Creator, Heavenly Sovereign, Great Mother..."
The black-robed man shook his head, "These are all titles, not names. Because certain information about supreme sovereigns, once 'understood,' will bring about destruction, let alone their names."
"This applies to Celestial Realm Gods and even Spiritual Realm Gods. Only a select few Celestial Gods are qualified to have a certain understanding of supreme sovereigns."
"And I... am even more special. Aside from myself, a few central administrators, and eight supreme sovereigns, no one knows my name, not even those Celestial Gods!"
Wen Wen looked at the black-robed man in shock, "You are stronger than the supreme sovereigns?"
The black-robed man shook his head with a wry smile, "If I were truly that powerful, your dog eyes would have been burned away the moment you saw me."
"I... had my 'existence' erased by a supreme sovereign."
"My name, my appearance, any information about me, objects, etc., do not exist in the inner world."
"I disappeared from the inner world forever, not just physically, but also from 'memory'."
"This world is special because I used all my power to forge it into my own sanctuary. But even within this sanctuary, if your strength is insufficient, you cannot comprehend my affairs."
"Does that make sense to you?"
Wen Wen swallowed. He hadn't truly understood much, but he at least understood that the powerful figure before him had once possessed incredible strength. The supreme sovereigns had not been able to completely kill him, and he was gradually reviving on Earth!