Facing the Creation God, Lin Chen felt no fear at all.
The current Creation God was extremely weakened, just by looking at the extent of his divine status' damage, it was obvious. Otherwise, even if he was just a primordial spirit, how could he not handle Lin Chen?
The Creation God before his self-destruction could kill that group of Withered Wood Clan saints like slaughtering chickens.
Lin Chen wasn't much stronger than those Withered Wood Clan saints, perhaps even weaker, after all, he had just entered the saint realm.
Clearly, the Creation God had set his eyes on the Linglong Tower, with thoughts of taking over.
Unbearable!
Although the Chen Ancestor and the Creation God were old acquaintances, it was clear he did not regard me any differently just because I was the descendant of the Chen Ancestor.
Even though he fell into misfortune, the heart of a heaven deity remains proud.
