Lin Changqing frowned as all the scenes unfolded in his mind.
The last time this had happened was when Ming He had tried to fool him with the origin of the Sea of Stars.
Could some old monster be plotting against him again this time?
"I'm starting to wonder if you're the will of the Demon Ancestor!"
"Or perhaps the remnant soul of the Beast Emperor Shen Ni!"
"Could you be the true spirits of the Three Thousand Demon Gods who survived?"
Lin Changqing stared at the gray figure before him and asked with a frown.
What the figure said was somewhat interesting, but it sounded like a story. Did it think that showing him a slideshow would make him believe it?
The gray figure fell silent. After a long while, it still hadn't spoken, and could only send another streak of light into Lin Changqing's mind.
This was...
"The aura of the Three Thousand Great Daos!"
"How can you command the Three Thousand Great Daos? Who in the Primordial World can cultivate all three thousand at once and reach such a level?"
Ming He stared at the gray figure in shock. Only he could be such an existence—unless the figure before them truly was the Earthly Dao.
"Are you the Earthly Dao?"
Lin Changqing asked again. This time, he didn't question it. The figure nodded.
So this really was where the Earthly Dao resided.
Then the Earthly Dao really had been devoured by the Heavenly Dao, for the most part. No wonder it was so weak. These stars of the Great Daos didn't even contain a trace of their source aura.
But the Earthly Dao was ruthless. It had hidden right beneath the Heavenly Dao—talk about hiding in plain sight.
Wasn't it afraid the Heavenly Dao might get bored