A smile formed on Huang Xiaolong’s face when he heard what they said. It seemed as though they thought that he had all the universe-level spiritual veins on him. No one would believe him if he said that he had refined them all in the time he spent in seclusion.

If he took several hundreds of millions of years, it might be a little more believable.

“What are you smiling at?” the God of Creation at the grand completion stage growled in response.

“I no longer have any universe-level spiritual veins on me. However, I do have hundreds of Star Dragon Scales left.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled, “If you’re strong enough to take it away when the time comes, feel free to do so.”

“Hundreds… Hundreds of them!” Duan Jun and the others yelled...