章 699: Too Late (1)

Xuanyuan Shen shouted loudly, but his back was covered in cold sweat. This was because at this moment, that person was cursing angrily in his mind, "Bastard, I created all of you. Without me, where would you all come from?! Every blade of grass and tree in the Holy Spirit Continent is mine! Isn't it fair for me to want some providence from you guys?!"

"A bunch of ungrateful bastards! They even want to kill a god! Gods are supreme, and I am the ruler of the Holy Spirit Continent!"

He could hear his colleagues shouting at the heavens. His mind was filled with the curses of the heavens. No one knew how tormented Xuanyuan Shen was.

Perhaps it was because the heavens was too emotional, but with Xuanyuan Shen's cultivation level, he couldn't withstand it. His head buzzed, and he, who was shouting, suddenly fell to the ground with a bang.

"Xuanyuan!"

"Patriarch Xuanyuan!"