My Master Is Too Low-Key

Su Changzhou, who was playing the time-traveling game of cultivating immortals, was puzzled as to why the more he pretended to be, the harder he would be struck by the heavenly calamity. What's even more puzzling is that even though I have been so careful and cautious these years, and I don't show my holiness in front of others, why did it turn into a ninth level of heavenly calamity? Looking at the rolling thunder in the sky, it is like the nine-layer thunder that destroys the world. Su Changzhou was expressionless and unable to complain. Not far away stood a girl in white and many monks watching the scene. "Look at this thunder! Only a strong person with the qualifications of the Great Emperor can create this kind of scene." "Did you see that indifferent expression? Did you see that look of indifference to God!" "He will raise the sword in his hand, and he will pierce the sky! He will not be able to cover his eyes until the sky!" "My destiny is up to me and not up to Heaven. If Heaven destroys me, I will destroy Heaven!" "Do you understand? Do you understand what domineering means?" The girl in white said passionately.