Han Liang returned to his Great Dao World. He did not even remember how he bid farewell to his grandmothers. He seemed to have lost his soul.
After returning to his palace, he sat in the spirit pool and looked at his hands.
He was confused.
He had always thought that he was very strong. Even if he was inferior to the Dao Creators, he was not that bad. He had never been defeated ever since he attained the Great Dao Supreme Realm. But today, his battle with his grandfather…
The difference was too great, so great that he almost felt depressed.
At this moment, a shadow appeared beside him.
"Your heart is in chaos. Why?"
This voice belonged to Shi Tian's Immeasurable Destruction Venerable.
Han Liang said in a daze, "Great Destruction Venerable, in the eyes of you Dao Creators, is a Great Dao Supreme similar to a mortal?"
