Summary
After crossing into the master of the white-clothed restricted area, he was still in the state of a skull, with only a trace of obsession left.
Just when Ye Qing thought that he had to wait until the tenth to leave, a chat from the heavens suddenly appeared and pulled him in.
Facing a familiar two-dimensional ‘big guy’, Ye Qing, who goes by the pseudonym of the owner of the restricted area, chuckled softly and said very ‘low-key’.
“I’m just an ordinary Immortal King, and my strength is just a little bit stronger than yours. I’ll probably blow up a few universes at will!”
“Oh, the place where I live is pretty bad, it’s still a thatched hut, but the lake in front of my house is quite big. It’s a cosmic lake that I formed after refining several big universes!”
“I’m just an ordinary owner of the restricted area!”
I don’t want to be the richest man: “Nothing special.jpg”
The oldest and strongest godslayer: “A little bit stronger.jpg”
Not a monster idler: “My lake is still…
