I am the God of Creation and have been banned for three years.
When I came back, I found that my home had been stolen.
Thirty-seven time travellers, eighteen systems, occupying my heavenly power, jumping around in my world.
The system scans me to assess the threat level——
"Low."
OK.
In front of the host, grab the system from the void and crush it.
One. Two. Three.
"Road to the Emperor? Stolen."
"Immortal cultivation? Fake."
"Nemesis? You're just a pawn."
The host knelt on the ground and watched the golden finger turn into starlight.
Chonghua has been with me since the beginning of the world.
After being banned for three years, he has been looking for me for three years.
"Where you go, I go."
I built a peach blossom garden in the mountains.
Once the barrier is opened, cultivators who come in must treat themselves as mortals.
Are there people buying and selling mortals in the market?
Severed hand. Broken foot. A killing spree.
"Let me find out again and leave no one behind."
It was later discovered that the system had escaped from the "abyss".
The pitcher stood before me:
"I put them all. Join Zero, otherwise-"
"This world belongs to me."
There are six days left in the month.
I have to get all my power back.
Because someone is waiting for me to come home.
