He had to admit that he had exposed a few of his trump cards too early.
Although it did not affect him much, he had to be alert.
"The higher-ups are the most stable enemies!"
On the way back to the five continents, Li Changshou changed into a Daoist robe and wiped the Mysterious Blood on his forehead before refining it into essence energy.
Now, his mystic blood was comparable to the blood of the Ancestral Magi. He could not waste it.
In fact, Li Changshou had long believed that Goddess Nuwa had been imprisoned by the Heavenly Dao.
Be it the Spirit Stone that was used to arrange the Hua Guo Mountain or the opening of the Great God-Conferment Tribulation, there was a strong smell of the Heavenly Dao.
Especially this time, at the crucial moment when the conflict of the Great God-Conferment Tribulation erupted, Goddess Nuwa could summon him at the right time. She could also understand two things.
