The old man's entire body blazed with dense, profound mystical power. ♙♕ 😲✌
His every movement seemed to stir the whole universe. His aura was boundless and ethereal; simply sitting there, he seemed to become the center of the cosmos.
Around him, mountains and rivers would sometimes emerge; at other times, raging waves flashed into being, only to transform into roiling magma... All the creations between heaven and earth endlessly evolved and reincarnated.
The old man was the Lord of Creation.
Resting quietly on the table before him was a small golden tower—the Nine-Nine Creation Tower.
As his words fell, the Creation Tower flickered gently. A figure of light appeared, and Xiao Jun looked at the old man with a slight frown. "Who has returned?"
"An old friend."
The old man picked up the fallen chess piece again, his expression returning to calm. With a soft sigh, he said, "What a distant memory... Back then, I was merely an ordinary person on Earth. Perhaps without it, I would never have come to this world, never entered this bizarre universe, never endured so much suffering..."
Xiao Jun listened quietly.
Holding the chess piece, the old man stared intently, as if trying to find a place on the board to set it down.
But after waiting for a long while, he slowly withdrew his hand and gently placed the piece back.
He shook his head.
Then he spoke.
"This universe has gone through far, far too much. Time has stretched on for too long. It is already nearing annihilation..." the old man sighed.
"Annihilation... it truly is a terrifying thing." Xiao Jun nodded.
The old man nodded as well, then continued, "When the universe falls into annihilation, all things perish, living beings cease to exist, and everything returns to chaos before continuing