The Creation Divine Monarch cursed loudly, "Creation Great Emperor, you son of a bitch, are you secretly controlling the Creation Imprint!"
At this moment, the Creation Immortal King was also breaking out in a cold sweat, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat; he stared intently at the Creation Great Emperor, his unease growing ever more intense!
The Creation Imprint, for countless years, was something the Creation Supreme had wanted to control, but had never been able to grasp its intricacies; it was the only thing that could threaten their lives!
The Creation Immortal King let out a roar at this moment, suddenly coughing up blood. He had exhausted all efforts, and had finally discerned a clue; the power of the Creation Supreme was truly terrifying as it had allowed him to predict this! The Creation Great Emperor inwardly sighed, "What a pity," if it weren't for the Creation Immortal King seeing him, he would never have been able to deduce even a hint of it.