In the mysterious purgatory of the Myriad Worlds, Jiang Jiu Tian was covered in blood, his hair disheveled, looking as if he had suffered through countless torments. It was a miserable sight. All of this was the work of that old scoundrel, Wangu. Had the Dao Source provided by Jiang Chen not been barely enough to sustain the Dao Lotus and the Light of the Great Dao, he would never have chosen to swallow his pride and endure such humiliation.
At the same time, he understood that Wangu would never have dared to act so recklessly without the authorization of the God of the Valley. This confirmed that his disguise as a reincarnation of the Wuji was not yet convincing enough; at the very least, he was still under suspicion.
However, as the God of the Valley suddenly appeared in person, bowing his head incessantly like a man pounding garlic to beg for forgiveness, Jiang Jiu Tian began to understand the situation.
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