It had been over a year since he descended upon Hongyuan.
Wu Dao hadn't actually encountered any monsters yet.
The strongest Celestial Pride he had met was probably Meng Zheng from the Giant Axe Sacred Land.
But Meng Zheng was far from being a monster.
His Transverse Cultivation was only at the Body Image Yang God level, a huge gap from a Main Path Cave Heaven, and his Soul Cultivation was even more lackluster.
Wu Dao truly hadn't expected it.
A chess piece he had casually placed, a person he had guided on a whim, had actually received such great Creation and achieved the status of a monster.
Speaking of which, he had a real eye for people.
Wuchen, Zhao Jianji, Lv Tiezhu, Chen Ergou, and even the Primordial Demons—after being given the freedom to soar, not a single one had disappointed him.
And the mysterious Yaya.
As long as she didn't die prematurely, her future would certainly be bright.
'Birds of a feather flock together?'
