Saint woodcutter was very displeased and scolded, “You’re messing around again! You’re shouldering the fate of eternal peace, if you appear on the battlefield, how can ten heavenly venerates tolerate eternal peace? Go Back!”
Qin Mu smiled. “I’m proficient in the art of creation, isn’t it easy for me not to be recognized by others?”
Saint woodcutter was furious. “There are many gods from the celestial heavens beyond the realm, and there are many talented people. There are even more who cultivate all kinds of divine eyes. Do you really think no one can see through your art of Creation?”
