Solar System.
Ripples spread across space.
A figure stepped out from the darkness.
Amidst the endless expanse of stars, Chen Sheng opened his palm.
The points of light used to create the pocket universe slowly revolved in his hand.
"At last, the time has come."
His face could hardly conceal his excitement.
His hand closed once again.
Chen Sheng glanced at the azure planet in the distance but chose not to return immediately.
Although he and the Spiritual Martial King had cooperated, successfully deceiving the Resistance Army with a fake body.
But both knew
this plan was not a long-term solution.
With the Resistance Army's caution, they could discover at any time that Chen Sheng's true body had already left.
The Spiritual Martial King might still be able to hold off.
But not necessarily on his end.
The urgent matter at hand
was to finish creating the pocket universe.
Thinking of this,
