The Respected God-hidden furrowed his eyebrows, he could only have a vague understanding of Jiang Li's origin.
From the perspective of the Respected God-hidden, Jiang Li was undoubtedly peculiar, or rather, incomprehensible.
He could see through the origin of Dao ancestors, see through the ambitions of the Immortal Emperor, see through the helplessness of the Confucian sage. Even though the Primordial Immortals were strong, they were not mysterious, always beneath him.
He was the Heavenly Dao, all living beings were under his control.
How could someone escape his control?
If it is said that he had transcended the rules, what was the principle?
All things have their roots, there is no such thing as a causeless event.
"So that's how it is, so that's how it is... you are a product created by the collective will of sentient beings," The Respected God-hidden murmured, seeing some things.
