"Senior, I still don't know what to call you."
Before leaving, Li Hao asked the question.
The old man said, "I am the first Divine Tree of the golden Dao source. I have neither surname nor given name. You may call me Mister Jin."
"Mister Jin..." Li Hao repeated. It truly was a plain, unadorned name.
He cupped his hands and bowed slightly, bidding Mister Jin farewell, then turned and hurried toward the towering Origin City.
At that moment, five-colored light veiled the sky, divine radiance and Dao light shone everywhere, and the entire Origin City brimmed with the rich fortune of the Great Dao. The five Dao sources revealed themselves, seemingly close enough to touch, giving everyone a profound sense of the five Daos. Sudden enlightenment might well occur at a time like this.
Li Hao looked toward the golden light at the center, a trace of inscrutable complexity in his eyes.
Mister Jin had fought the Ancient Demons a hundred thousand years ago, sheltering the entire city. Later, he had willingly left and yielded his place, only to be barred when he wished to return.
Li Hao had never expected to see human greed and selfishness reflected even in these Origin Divine Trees.
Shaking his head, Li Hao flew toward the nearest Water Dao Origin Divine Tree.
Returning was not Mister Jin's cherished wish, nor had he asked Li Hao to intervene. With his current cultivation, Li Hao was not capable of speaking up on his behalf anyway.
Upholding justice was built upon strength. Without it, even justice could only kneel outside and wait.
As Li Hao arrived, he saw more than a dozen water Dao cultivators gathered around the Water Dao Origin Divine Tree, hailing from various dynasties, along with Heavenly Prodigies from the Heavenly Palace.
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