C860 The Death of the Daoist

As the king of the steppe, the toad had accepted the leadership of the terrifying existence in the abyss, so it naturally knew these things very well.

Xiao Hsiao lifted the toad and shook it off a few times. She asked, "What is the gift of that bullshit ancestor of yours?"

The toad shrunk back. Its legs twitched a few times before it stuttered, "That is the secret technique of the ancestor