"A single flick can kill me!"
Ren Changsheng took a deep breath. How terrifying, such is the status of a Saint on the Primordial Continent. Beneath the Saints, all are mere ants. I must ascend to sainthood soon; otherwise, without Saint Nuwa today, how could I protect the human tribe?
Daode Tianzun wouldn't allow Ren Changsheng either.
"The human tribe being on Mount Tai is not bad either!"
Nuwa glanced at Daode Tianzun, then chuckled lightly. That smile bloomed like a myriad of flowers, refreshing and delightful. Ren Changsheng felt as if all he could see was that stunning smile.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, this matter of the human tribe, was arranged by the master teacher; are you also going to protect them?"
Daode Tianzun said coldly.
