The horror of the Substitute Dao Page transcends mortal imagination. Even Li Mo, as the owner of the Creation Book, couldn't help but take a sharp breath of cold air.
"What kind of method could possibly nurture the Substitute Dao Page?"
Li Mo used his consciousness to communicate with the Substitute Dao Page, attempting to glimpse the reality of the special page amidst the boundless and mysterious ocean.
He still harbored unease about the Substitute Dao Page.
Primarily, he feared that after imprinting himself nine times, he might replace the No-Life Mother only to end up divided between the Daoist and Demon factions.
"Sigh, I'm overthinking things."
Li Mo shook his head slightly and muttered to himself, "Stealing nine special pages under the watchful eyes of both the Daoist and Demon factions is simply unrealistic."
"For now, I should make the most of the value of the existing Substitute Dao Page."
Li Mo closed his eyes to search.
