Even if this book has been completed, the will of the world continues to deduce life for everyone.
Everyone is nothing more than a puppet without thoughts, controlled by the will of the world.
What Li Nuo does is just a minor adjustment.
Knowing this, unlike the ancestors of the Dongfang Family and many historical Saints of the Yin Yang School who went mad and died, is not easy.
Li Nuo extended his right hand and gently clenched his fist.
At this moment, it was as if all living beings in this world, whether ordinary people without cultivation, or Semi-Saints and Saints from various schools, heard the sound of something breaking.
Even the dogs on Chang'an Street lifted their heads, bewilderedly looking around.
The entire world seemed to fall silent for a moment.
However, after an instant, people returned to their usual activities, continuing what they were doing, as if nothing had happened, only feeling their bodies inexplicably lighter.
