Top-level Air Luck, Quietly Practiced For Thousands of Years

When Han Liang returned to his Dao world, he didn't even remember how he said goodbye to his grandmothers. He felt like he had lost his soul.

Back in his palace, he meditated in the spiritual pond, looking at his hands.

He was bewildered.

He has always thought that he is very strong, even if he is inferior to the creator of the Dao, he will not be too bad. Since he achieved the supremacy of the Dao, he has never suffered a defeat. Today, he fought with his grandfather...

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