The water in Pangu Palace's blood pool rippled slightly, and Wu Gan opened his eyes from the chaos. The hustle and bustle of the earth in the past life has disappeared, but in this life, he has become an untransformed soldier of the Wu clan. The bloody script of the lich's calamity was engraved in his mind, and each of the twelve ancestral witches died. He gritted his teeth as he looked at the translucent outline in the pool. The shortcoming of the Wu Clan who only cultivated their physical bodies but not their souls was the talisman for death. The evil energy of the gods was rolling in the blood pool, and he peeled off the layers to extract only the essence. In the 98th year of the Era, the Dragon Qilin shattered the sky in Buzhou Mountain, but he escaped because he hid deep enough. When the system prompt sounded, the corner of his mouth finally moved. If you want to survive, you must first learn to hide.
