But when he took a closer look at the figure in the distance, he realized that the woman was not her mother. She was the god of creation from the past!
There was a clear sign of a divine aura around her, but it seemed as though her power was slowly draining, so she had to retain it forcefully.
Di Hao was a little lost, for he had just gone through Gu Xijiu's past life as a series of images using his Tracing Spell. The sudden emergence of the god of creation struck him as an unpleasant surprise.
The surrounding heat was blazing to the point where there was blood on Di Hao's lips. However, even under the scorching sun, the god of creation's body was still covered in a layer of ice. Her hair appeared to be slowly turning silver. She looked up and stared at the blank sky and said, "It is co cold! Freezing cold! Where… Where has the sun been?" She murmured.