Axe Warrior

"The Way can be understood, and surname can be named, but not ordinary.
Without a name, it's the beginning of heaven and earth. With a name, it's the mother of all things.
Well, there might be another 'name,' called the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, hehe..."
"I've achieved enlightenment! I've achieved enlightenment!
HAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Watching his fellow Daoist whose skull has split open, the ribcage torn, growing wings of flesh, and flying into the sky,
Li Fan, with lingering fear, stops his sermon for the day.
"Sigh, I can't just blabber about the Daoist skill anymore, I've driven another one mad..."

The Taoist ancestor is Cthulhu

No, it can no longer be considered a guess, but rather a multitude of memory fragments that suddenly flashed brightly, aligning in a single thread, clarifying all cause and effect in an instant.


He thought back to the discussion he had with Liu Daoming from Mountain Heng at the Death Gate relics of the Ghost Valley. He recalled the speculation about the power struggle at the Taiji portal and the conspiracy of a sneak attack on Emei hatched by the upper echelons of Mountain Heng and Divine Teachings.


He thought of the countless shooting stars that passed overhead while he was in Cloud Dream Marsh.


He remembered the clumsily concealed lifting of the demon god's prohibition he had seen on Mountain Heng.


He thought of the murders and sword theft he committed on Mountain Heng, yet he did not face the vengeance one would expect from Xuanmen's style.


Chapter 397 Watching Chess_2