Creator.

The simple three words are like a mountain, which makes him breathless!

"Creation..."

He thought a lot of things for a moment.

Because no matter in the mortal world or in the world of practice, similar words are circulated, but the truth is never verified, no one cares, and no one is bored to prove such a thing.

But now...

As a strong man of Po Hengjiu, Master Wuyou has long stood at the top of this world, and his perception and grasp of the secrets of heaven and the operation of the great way is far beyond the reach of people. Since he said that, that is probably the case.

"Young Master."

Thinking of this, he said in a stern voice: "What kind of existence does that creator... exist?"

"Who is right?"

Master Wuyou shook his head: "When I peeked into this secret, this creator... was no longer here."

“Not here?”
Chapter completed!