At this moment, everyone was in a stupor, a sense of desolation spreading.
How many times has it been already? Could it be that the Worm Tao truly cannot emerge into the world?
Even if it's just a small Saint level Worm, it would be wonderful!
"Where, exactly, is the path?"
They have not forgotten that two years ago, a world-destroying aura swept through from the small world.
If even a thread of that aura had emerged, the sky of the small world would have crashed down, and all efforts turned to ashes.
It was an aura that sent chills down the spine, even across endless distances, one could feel that heavenly might!
And the one who created such a terrifying aura is their Human Race's greatest nightmare—the Creation Emperor.
"If the sky falls, there's someone tall to hold it up."
Hong Yuan, with his back to everyone, commanded a new Worm of the first stage, his voice calm: "Just keep working hard, everything is on me!"
