"Master!"
The God of Life looked around in delight, but unfortunately, she found no trace of the God of Creation.
"You'll regret it in a few days!?"
Elf Chief God froze slightly, suddenly feeling that the God of Creation made a lot of sense. But wasn't the God of Creation afraid that something might happen to Wang Hao!?
Thinking of this, Elf Chief God shouted, "God of Creation, what if something happens to Wang Hao!? By then, it'll be too late!?"
The God of Creation's voice rang out again. "You have a point. Then I'll personally put some pressure on them so they won't dare harm the hostage."
"God of Creation!"
Everyone present was so shocked that words could not describe it. Who could have imagined that this pretty boy, proud of eating soft rice, was actually Wang Hao—and the God of Creation's younger brother.
At the same time, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, the Heaven Realm Gate had not opened. Otherwise, they really would have gone to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss to dig out Wang Hao's divine spark.
The God of Life puffed out her cheeks and muttered, "He came but didn't even show himself. Does a mighty God of Creation really care about a few treasures!?"
Everyone froze slightly, seeming to understand why the God of Creation had been so eager to marry off the God of Life. Who could afford to support such a spendthrift!?
The God of Life angrily walked over to the sleeping Little White, picked him up from the ground, then carried the Divine Yu Saint Saber toward her palace.
Elf Chief God gave Little White a sympathetic look, wondering how the Little Witch, the God of Life, would treat him.
In the sky.
The God of Creation