Creation God

The wind and clouds in the sky are beginning to gather momentum, and there is moisture waiting to be poured out. In an instant, the mountains and rivers are roaring, and the neon lights are dancing in a flash. Regardless of the precarious situation, it is not building momentum for the hero; regardless of the boundless boundaries, it has always been a stage for fighters. The gear of fate forced Yan Ziyang to move to the top of the world step by step.