Gu Jianlin was stunned because his teacher had said the same thing.
"The one who designed this world is undoubtedly that unified will. All the history throughout the ages is on the schedule of that will. The extinction and birth of species, the proliferation and destruction of civilizations, the rise and fall of empires, the wars between humans and gods—all are under its control."
Ji Zhou, with his hands behind his back, gazed at the ginkgo tree before him and said softly, "If I'm not mistaken, if it weren't for the arrival of the five Ancient Supremes, its plan might have already been completed."
She raised her hand, and once again wiped her blood-soaked palm across the stone tablet.
"I'll show you something else."
On the stone tablet, a golden mural appeared once more.
