He's Not From An Ancient Race (2)

Zhou Shu glanced at Shi Changsheng and Wang Xuanyi. He didn't want them to know his true identity, so he couldn't use Martial Dao techniques.

This way, he could only use his divine power.

"I can't. I'm so weak. How can I help you?" Feng Jing said in a low voice. "I can't even withstand a single move."

"Alright, stop pretending to be weak in front of me," Zhou Shu's incarnation said with a cold expression. "You don't have to deal with him. Take me and fly into the sky."

His appearance was now in the form of a giant spirit. The giant spirit race couldn't fly. Moreover, he had yet to grasp the Martial Dao on the surface, so he naturally couldn't fly in front of Shi Changsheng.

Although Shi Changsheng couldn't do anything to him even if his identity was really exposed, Zhou Shu's incarnation had a feeling that if he didn't reveal his identity, it might play an unexpected role in the future.