"I was only thinking..." Chen Rui replied. The power of the plane immediately twisted. The pressure in the Supreme God's words, like rushing water striking a pillar of rock midstream, instantly burst apart. "Does this world truly need gods?"
"Are you denying the meaning of your own existence?" The Supreme God sneered, and the entire plane turned icy cold. If an ordinary pseudo-god remained here for even a second, their soul would instantly freeze and die.
"I am not a god." Chen Rui smiled calmly, yet his tone was firmer than ever. After saying those words, his aura became even more unfathomable, as though he himself were the boundless universe. No matter how the power of the plane changed, he could contain it all within himself.
The strength and persistence of spirit contained within those few simple words made the Supreme God secretly shudder. Then, as though he had recalled something, a shocked expression appeared on his face. "Creator!"
"Creator?" Chen Rui was surprised inwardly. Impossible. Before he transmigrated, he had been a bona fide, red-blooded loser. If he really were some Creator, he would have become the lord of Earth long ago.
The Supreme God immediately rejected his own guess. "No! If it were the Creator's true power, he would only need to glance at me for my will to be completely annihilated..."
Chen Rui frowned. "The Creator's power is that formidable?"
"Of course. That is the supreme existence that created the universe. Although I have never seen 'him,' as the first life born from the Book of Life and Death, I know very clearly that 'he' exists. 'His' realm has also been the goal I have pursued all my life."
The bloodlight in the Supreme God's left eye flared brilliantly, as though he wanted to see through every