San Yingtian stood on the bank of the wide Santu River, looking at the giant planets in the sky, with a proud smile on his lips.


    These life-containing planets were migrated from various star fields in the wilderness and were the result of his tens of thousands of years of planning.


    If it were just that, it wouldn''t make him proud.


    What is really proud of is that after Ksitigarbha''s death, the entire world fell into his control. Even if Meng Naihe comes back in the future, there will be nothing he can do.


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