Qin Mu walked in front of him and took off his robe to drape over his shoulders, he smiled and said, “I also need a warrior who dares to fight and kill and even sacrifice his life for the creator race. Stay, the immemorial era is already over, and the creator still has a future.”
Shu Jun looked at him with a blank gaze and muttered, “Heavenly venerate mu, you are not a true creator...”
Qin Mu smiled brightly. “Anyone who doesn’t fear danger, dares to change the world, dares to create new things, opens up mountains when they encounter mountains, bridges bridges when they meet rivers, is a creator. “Shu Jun, what’s the difference between the current eternal peace and the current human race and creator?”
Shu Jun’s heart was greatly touched and he followed him back.
In the treasure seal, Supreme Emperor sneered. “Shu Jun, sinner of the Creator’s race, you have already harmed your own race, do you still want to harm the human race?”
