"This universe is ultimately very mysterious."
Li Qing looked at his sand table universe, a feeling both strange and familiar enveloped his heart.
He had become the true ruling Emperor of the universe, the Creator God of this universe!
In terms of mythical legends, he was the God of this era, Hongjun, ruling over a Saint Era.
All that he could see was his territory, overlooking below, all heavens were his subjects.
Yet everyone has their era of peak rule.
Small like the Emperor, Minis, Atabia, they once ruled a brilliant era in a small world.
Large like the Dark Matter Alliance, the Power Council, they ruled the ancient eras of the prehistory universe.
But once, they too shone gloriously in an era, leading humanity forward, only to be submerged in the long river of time.
Perhaps one day, he would also become the next Power Council, overthrown by successors.
"I must continue to hide, this era is turbulent, and the blueprint is only half complete."
