He had fused all the 10,000 paths.
In the end, only two paths were left.
When the words ‘tribulation’and ‘Yin’were added into the space civilization’s will, Su Yu made a decision. He wouldn’t open another path. Other than mastering the brush strokes, he would spend the rest of his life, he would probably work hard for this book.
He would create his own path!
“Space civilization... forget it, I’ll just call it civilization.”
Su Yu laughed. Space civilization was not nice to hear, civilization was enough.
Civilization included everything.
He was still laughing when from afar, a little girl, Lan Tian, suddenly shouted, “Brother Yu, this old man Ding Jun Hou is so bad. He said he wants to appoint two masters and make you and Bai Zhan the boss!”
In the next moment, everyone in the formation looked at Su Yu and Dingjun Hou.
