Between heaven and earth and within the majestic movement of creation, Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes and looked down at the world that he had started. Amidst countless streams of light, there were silhouettes of mountains and rivers, and the foundation of the kingdom of God had been set. The incredible concept of the nine great kingdoms had finally taken shape.
"How beautiful." He said softly, "What a pity."
"Are you upset?" The illusion of an adolescent girl in red skirt appeared beside him and tilted her head to look at him.
"Yes." Ye Qingxuan nodded. "I'm furious."