On a desolate continent, Cang Minglun lay on the hillside, gazing at the resplendent and vast starry sky.
"Destroy all Source Planes?"
Cang Minglun murmured to himself, while the Origin Punishment he had tossed beside him trembled violently.
The aura of the God of Creation was all too familiar to the Origin Punishment.
In the hands of Xing Huimie, it had fought all Gods of Creation, some even killed by it, and their souls absorbed.
Feeling the tremor of the Origin Punishment, Cang Minglun frowned.
"What's wrong with you?"
Cang Minglun picked up the Origin Punishment and asked softly.
Even though the Origin Punishment was powerful, it could not speak or convey consciousness.
Stroking the Origin Punishment, Cang Minglun knitted his brows.
He was still recalling Eternal as One's earlier words, intending to destroy all Source Planes.
