Does the god still need disciples?
"It's really comfortable here. From now on, this is where I'll stay!" Weiss waved his staff and erected a magnificent castle outside the Windriding Pavilion.
Jian Wushuang was thoroughly shocked this time!
This was his universe, yet someone could still freely create things in it.
The sense of security instantly collapsed.
Weiss stared at the castle, feeling somewhat dissatisfied, and then opened up some jungles and grasslands around it.
"Still lacking something..." Weiss smoothed his wrinkled brow, thinking of something, and chuckled, "It's missing life!"
With a gesture, various animals appeared.
"Perfect!" Weiss raised his hands, very satisfied with the home he had built for himself.
Jian Wushuang, however, was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.