"Imitating my Primordial Civilization? Hehehe..."
Wang Yi's lips curled into a scornful smile as he looked at the scene that appeared on the screen.
It wasn't that he looked down on Golden Rabbit who imitated him, but rather the "Chaos Civilization" it evolved—where the gods and demons were simply copied in form but not in essence!
At this rate, it wouldn't take long for this "Chaos Civilization" to collapse.
The Three Thousand Chaotic Demon Gods weren't simply three thousand gods; they corresponded to the three thousand Chaos Dao.
In the "Chaos Civilization," the myriad of demons and six major creatures seemed brilliant for now, like a tide of demons in its prime.
However, the gods and demons of this civilization didn't carry any essence of the "Dao," only possessing massive fluctuations of power.
To quote the words of the original saints of the Primordial World: "They are all ignorant of heaven's design, mere creatures of surface and armor, unfit to be put on display!"
