In the Changqing Mountain region, a massive number of mortals worshipped him, the Changqing Ancestor. With this offset, his strength hadn't dropped by much. He was still a Fake Soul!
"In this region, I am still a False Soul True Monarch. Not bad!" Li Chang'an smiled, in an excellent mood. From now on, even if a True Monarch expert attacked Changqing Mountain, he would have nothing to fear.
Executing an Escape Technique, he arrived at the edge of the Changqing Mountain region in the blink of an eye and distanced himself from the area. During this process, his strength continuously plummeted. Soon, it was only equivalent to the weakest Fake Soul.
"I can't go too far. Any further, and I'll fall from the Fake Soul Realm, though I'd still be far stronger than a Golden Core Cultivator.
"It's a pity that I can't open the Ten Thousand Year Jade Box. If I could take out that Crown of the People, I'd possess Fake Soul strength in any region."
