This is almost a crazy idea. If it could be realized, imagining that at the end of a distant space-time, there really exists a group of wise beings whose creativity has reached a level equivalent to the Altar.
Even Luo Qiu himself was surprised by his own thought—his calm and tranquil heart stirred with a ripple.
But it soon disappeared, leaving no trace.
Because Boss Luo discovered something—in the matter he was discussing with the Maid, time had not stopped—almost every time he discussed something with You Ye, time would stop.
Boss Luo seemed to feel mockery coming from the Altar... in his consciousness, he seemed to see such a scene.
A proud girl was pointing her waist and jeering, "Oh, foolish humans, I am saddened by your ignorance, such a possibility could never exist across countless space-times! Blah blah blah…"
