In Lin Shen's eyes, all the Threads of Emptiness in the universe turned red.
"First Immortal has become a Great Emperor!" Lin Shen immediately realized what had happened. The Threads of Emptiness had all turned First Immortal's color, which meant First Immortal could now control all Ghost God laws. This was likely the Great Emperor level.
"You finally broke through to the Great Emperor level." While everyone else was terrified and desperate to stay far away, the God-Making Race Chief walked toward First Immortal and looked at him, as though he had become one with the universe.
He held no fishing rod. The rod floated in the depths of the starry sky, its fishing line binding Lin Shen and Wei Wufu. No matter how the two struggled, they could not break free.
First Immortal turned his eyes toward the God-Making Race Chief. Countless star clusters seemed to revolve within them, as though there were also a red Small Universe inside.
"First Man... You actually did not die..." First Immortal recognized the God-Making Race Chief. The Small Universe in his eyes shifted continuously, as though calculating something.
Lin Shen could clearly see that when First Immortal's gaze fell upon the God-Making Race Chief, the Threads of Emptiness seemed to flow backward through time, continuously pouring streams of fluorescent data into First Immortal.
Before the God-Making Race Chief could answer, First Immortal spoke to himself. "So that's how it is. You faked your death and fled, then took over the God-Making Race I created."
The God-Making Race Chief smiled. "Now that you've returned, if you and I join hands to overthrow the Immortal Court's rule, it would make for quite a fine tale."
Like a robot, First Immortal showed not the slightest expression. His voice carried no emotion whatsoever. "What I wish