Time passed. It was a period of peace, and more than six trillion eras had gone by silently.
Inside Luo Feng's miniature universe, there was a blue sky and white clouds. Flying beasts and animals were everywhere. There were rolling hills with water flowing down from the hilltops. A white-caped man sat on a mountain. It was Luo Feng. A simple but giant guard stood beside him.
"Huh?" The guard looked into the distance. A teenager was teleporting toward him from several light years away.
Hua!
The silver-haired teen showed up on the mountainside. He then stepped on the space and went to the peak of the mountain. The silver-haired teen said, "Father God!"
"Xi Mo, what's been happening lately?" Luo Feng looked lovingly at the silver-haired teenager.
Xi Mo was exceptional. Luo Feng cared for him almost as much as he cared for his own son. Xi Mo was one of the first life forms that Luo Feng created, so he was technically Luo Feng's own son!
