Jialan Main City.
In a luxurious hotel.
Wang Hao stood in his room, gazing at the distant scenery.
The Jitian Saint and the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon stood respectfully behind Wang Hao, while Little White sat on his shoulder enjoying a carrot.
Wang Hao suddenly asked, "What do you think we should do next!?"
The Jitian Saint and the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon exchanged glances, not quite understanding what Wang Hao meant by this.
The Heavenly Tribulation Dragon thought for a moment and said, "Sir, we should go find the Creator God and ask him to seal the Heavenly Demon Coffin, otherwise, the Multi-Universe will be in danger a hundred years from now."
The Jitian Saint nodded repeatedly, also feeling that the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon made a good point. The Heavenly Demon Coffin was like a ticking time bomb, demanding their serious attention.
Wang Hao said flatly, "The Ancient Sky Demon needs a hundred years to break the seal. We have plenty of time and don't need to rush."
