"Sect Master, not bad…"
Li Daokong began to talk about his experiences over the years and subconsciously revealed a proud expression.
After a long time, Han Jue sighed. "Not bad. As expected of the person I like the most."
Li Daokong was so excited that his face turned red. He knelt down again and cupped his fists. "Thank you for thinking highly of me, Sect Master."
Han Jue asked, "Do you want me to preach the Dao?"
Li Daokong immediately nodded. He would disdain to listen if it was any other mighty figure. However, Han Jue was different. He was the strongest in the Chaos.
Without knowing the Dao Creator, Li Daokong felt that Han Jue was the peak of cultivation.
Han Jue sat down, and Li Daokong meditated.
This dream lasted for a hundred years.
Han Jue opened his eyes and sighed when the dream ended.
A new era was really coming.
