Chương 2259: 1015, sixty years later, return to the Great Pantheon Plane

The calamity at the end of the godly eras, could one person stand against it?

If anyone else had said this, the several dozens of cultivators at the God Realm level would have taken them for a fool.

But the one who spoke these words was Han Muye.

In the Sword Path Divine Realm, each strand of sword light before him contained the power to injure a deity, and he held a mass of God-Ending Power in his hands.

In front of such power, even mad statements had to be taken seriously.

To become a creator!

Which of the cultivators present hadn't dreamt of this?

But who didn't treat such a thing as just a dream?

Even among ten thousand at the God Realm level, it was unlikely that even one could achieve the Creator Level.

The Creator Realm was something one could encounter but not seek.

"Fellow Daoist Han, this... how can we assist you?" Yunjiang Divine Honor cautiously looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.