At this moment, in the endless deep space of the universe, an old man sat cross-legged in the void with his eyes closed. He cultivated breathing techniques that contained the charm of the Great Dao.
Every breath he exhaled seemed calm.
However, there was a destructive power hidden in this calm.
In every breath, a planet was mercilessly destroyed.
If anyone else saw such power, they would probably be scared silly.
After all, such a terrifying transcendent existence was extremely rare even in the vast universe.
"After hundreds of millions of years, has my plan still failed?"
The old man sighed with a complicated expression. There was unwillingness, defeat, disappointment, and so on.
Although life was eternal, the plan had not progressed for a long time.
After spending countless years, even a transcendent existence would feel a little tired.
"They're all trash!"