Wang Wu couldn't answer any of these three questions. In fact, he knew how to define the Unique Dao, as did everyone else, but after hearing the first two questions, he hesitated.
"I humbly ask for your guidance, elder."
"I am unworthy to be called your elder. We have no connection. You are a living being, I am a Ghost Daluo, we do not see eye to eye. In fact, I am not myself, and the God of Cold is not the God of Cold, understand?"
"I don't understand!"
Wang Wu shook his head.
"Tsk, you wouldn't understand! You should know that the God of Cold used to awaken every fifty years, then fall into a slumber, after which its consciousness would transform into a large number of Cangming Clan people?"
