"What kind of monster has the Ten Thousand Demon Dao created?"
Li Mo clicked his tongue inwardly.
Mere eye contact with Lord Chaoxi for a moment had nearly disrupted his mental realm, and yet Lord Chaoxi's previous life had only been that of a mortal.
"Damn it, what exactly is a Dao Jun?"
Li Mo surveyed his surroundings, ensured the situation on Cancer Island was still relatively stable, and closed his eyes to immerse himself once more in analyzing the memories stored within the Creation Book.
At the outset of the memories, the Ten Thousand Demon Dao supplied enormous resources to the Demon Cave.
Mortals lacked clothing, but with just a few utterances from the Four Taoist Lords, the Ten Thousand Demon Dao would promptly deliver the necessary materials to the Demon Cave; when a plague erupted in the gathering places, mortals revered the Taoist Lords as if they were Immortal Gods, and the Ten Thousand Demon Dao would conveniently offer elixirs.
