This realm is not something that Zhou Xuan's Nu Taoist Divine Skills can compensate for.
The line of nine incense sticks, beyond it, one becomes a Human World God; beneath it, one can only be considered a mortal.
Above and below the line, the hierarchy is strict.
However, Zhou Xuan was not afraid of that so-called realm. He raised his head, looked at the giant umbrella still permeated with bloody aura, and boldly said, "Mr. Ye's Master, can't you come up with any new scenery?
The Blood Fetus, the giant umbrella, and the path of the nine incense sticks, are those all you rely on?"
As these words were spoken, both Mr. Bai Liu and the Blind Housekeeper were stunned.
The highest of the human world, the nine incense sticks, the Blood Fetus that pollutes people's minds, Mr. Ye's natal magic artifact, the giant umbrella, is that not enough?
"Is it still just insignificant?"
