When the galaxy serves as the backdrop, planets are insignificant and not worth mentioning; but when standing on the highest peak of a planet, traveling through the cosmic vacuum, it stirs boundless passion.
Li Changzhou stood on the absolute peak, his emotions fluctuating, regrettably he hadn't read many poems, nor had he studied poetry specifically, unable to compose on the spot.
Reciting ancient poems felt pretentious.
Not far behind him, Yang Qinglan was refining the creation of heaven and earth, quickly developing the embryo.
"Not too fast," Hestia reminded cautiously from the side, "too fast and consciousness will be born, it will become your child."
Li Qianxia, Turquoise Pool, Phoenix, Spirit Buddha and others watched intently.
Needless to say about the Supreme True Demon, such methods were unheard of for the millstone system.
"Alright, alright, stop, about two months, just to be safe! " Hestia suddenly withdrew all the flames, leaving only a dull light spot.
