On the monster-filled plains of the Level 20 Zone, countless players perished instantly and explosively, resetting their levels to zero; this news quickly spread among the players within the entire internal planetary space.
But even more alarming was the appearance of God.
"Is this a plot event?"
"Damn, the main storyline has been triggered!"
"Have you all really gone crazy, escaping from reality?"
"You're the crazy one! How should we speak now?"
The world channel was abuzz with countless people.
Fu Qingjun ignored these folks. Although it seemed they had already set sail, the low-level civilizations that hadn't even reached the Fourth Realm weren't worth his attention at present; now was the era of the Fifth Divinity Transformation Realm, the mythical age of traversing the world.
A difference of one realm was as vast as the heavens and the earth.
In reality, he alone had long become an independent interstellar civilization.
