'I would never leave any loose ends in this life again.'
He thought, as he went back to his room, once he arrived he decided to review all his techniques skills, and abilities, with all his attributes at a high level he hadn't found himself in a situation where he was forced to use any of his skills or abilities.
Even though he was quickly growing stronger, he still hadn't stopped reminding himself of how weak he was. The more he knew about this world, the more he knew how dangerous it was.
By coming to this world, he got an idea of how crowded the world was with different races, yet the deciding factor wasn't on one's bloodline or family, but one cultivation level, anyone could be revered as god as long as they had enough power, in his previous world he once thought he had an unfathomable amount of power, until that very day he died.
