Time flies.

The earth's flowers bloom and wither, another hundred years have passed.

Year 1002 of the New Calendar.

The entire Dream World has finally crossed its first millennium.

And the Chu Tiange of the Ancestral Witch Country, as the officially first Celestial Emperor of Longevity in history, has ruled for over a hundred years, residing in a divine palace atop a high peak, his power has reached its zenith.

The world marvels:

"The Flying Technique, Qi Ascension, Soaring Through the Clouds, being able to overlook the vast mountains and rivers from beyond the clouds, it's simply a divine feat!"

"Divine Emperor of the Heavens! Ruling over this mortal realm!"

The Twelve Countries of the Ancestral Witches are ultimately merely a peculiar-bodied Witch Race, with long legs and arms, looking quite extraordinary, but far from being capable of Flying and Earth Escape.

Over the years, it's not that no one wanted to tread this path again.

Unfortunately, they had no idea how to make men give birth, in fact, even Chu Tiange himself could no longer replicate this miracle, the union of Yin and Yang, rebirth into an Innate Impermeable Embryo, unless they found the mysterious teacher from back then!

"I, alone, am unique, destined by the heavens!"

After ruling the world, Chu Tiange searched the Royal Court's history library and learned all the truths of his civilization's history, thus speculating: that teacher was either an Immortal or an ancient god.

And in his current life, he seemed unparalleled in strength.

But in reality, it might just be the result of a chance encounter with that god, generously gifting him.

"Ruling an era, yet to that kind of existence, I'm no more than an insignificant grain of sand in the sands of time."

Just as he was reflecting upon this.

Suddenly.

A sharp arrow in the sky, spanning over ten thousand meters, filled with endless energy, shot into the palace.

"Oh, that hero of the Long Arm Country, Yi, has sent a challenge letter? Could he no longer bear it?" Chu Tiange showed a touch of curiosity.

Once, the hero idol he worshipped immensely, yet unreachable, actually challenged him, making him feel it was too bizarre.

"Very well! Then, let's have a fight." He laughed heartily.

Soon, the battle commenced.

On the coast, a Divine Being capable of Flying and Earth Escape, with lights glowing all over his body, flew through the sky, while a hero with long arms continuously bent his bow and shot arrows from the ground.

The battle lasted an entire day and night.

In the end, the hero of the Long Arm Country exhausted his strength and fell completely.

The result of this battle shocked the entire Witch Race Country.

This was a god!

Truly a True God now!

Yet after defeating the hero he once longed for in his childhood, Chu Tiange showed neither joy nor sorrow, his expression calm as he left.

Everyone sang praises for this scene:

"For this mythical Great Emperor, even defeating the strongest hero among mortals brings no joy!"

"This is probably an ancestral return to Divine Blood, possessing such formidable power, akin to the rebirth of the Ancestral Witch! Capable of reopening the heavens and earth!"

In the face of these continuous praises, Chu Tiange grew increasingly silent in his heart.

Only he knew, that his power came from chance, his diligence in cultivation, aptitude, and mindset were far from matching this hero, yet he could easily defeat him!

And he himself was merely a useless person before.

"How unfair this world is! A good birth, a good opportunity, is simply...." He developed an attachment to this force, yet was also deeply afraid of it.

Because he knew, he might be just a grain of sand in history.

He was merely an insignificant person coincidentally chosen by an ancient being.

"However, what use is there in being so confused?"

"I have fortune on my side, so I will give it my all and do everything I can!" He remained the same young man from years ago, firm in his choices, advancing the Witch Race.

First, he issued the decree of the Witch Race.

Protect Yingxue Country, allowing this hunted race to flourish, no longer to be harvested for their blood!

Then, he quelled the disputes among the Twelve Countries, established transportation and railways, allowing smooth passage among the Witch Countries, and set up courier stations, employing various Beastman slaves.

Afterwards, he issued another decree: making the Human Race slaves.

The Twelve Countries of the Witch Race seemed powerful and flourishing, but in reality had few people.

The truly vast population remained that of the ordinary humans.

All things in the world are balanced in the void, the more powerful a species, the lower its fertility.

However, as the weakest intelligent species: humans, their sheer number made for a massive source of cheap labor, constituting the lowest level of viable force in this world.

Thus, the Country of Swallowing Wind and Eating Qi, the ancestral country of the Ancestral Witch, was established, the Human Race declined, and the era of the Witch Race thoroughly commenced!

And today's Great Emperor of the Witch Race had reached an incredible level of power, becoming the first seventh-tier strongman in the world, feared by all!

Quickly, the Witch Race Country fully unified the continent, its fame at a peak.

The Chu Tiange directly ordered:

Attack the island at the end of the ocean, the Land of the Life Fairies.

The mysterious ancient Sea Race, the ancient ocean dominator who had existed even before ancient histories, he dared not provoke, decisively choosing the seemingly weakest Feather Race Fairies.

That day, a ship set sail into the distant sea, thoroughly initiating the Witch Demon War.

...

...

Zhu Zhengwei attended an afternoon class, listened to an old professor's lecture, and upon returning for a meal, found the world had changed.

"Interesting."

He returned to his peaceful old village, celebrating the New Year with his parents and brother, "Chu Tiange, that fellow, actually got to this point, it's alright."

"These years, it wasn't particularly amazing, but consistent..."

"After all, at the deathbed of Shiguang, the Blood Concealment Emperor had already touched this realm. The present following this path and quickly reaching this new civilization is understandable."

"The end of one civilization is the beginning of another."

"Every civilization stands on the shoulders of its predecessors, on the giants' shoulders."

Chu Tiange is merely a consequence of inevitability, even if not him, it could have been a similar person, pushed to that position by oneself, first revitalizing the Ancestral Witch Country before anything else.

Civilization must unify to develop!

This is an eternal truth, Zhu Zhengwei has been secretly influencing the development of the era, continuously pushing it forward, otherwise wait a few thousand years?

"Eat a bit more."

Zhu Zhengwei, at the dinner table, served food to his brother's son, another long-legged child.

"Uh-huh, uncle, where's my red envelope?" the child asked.

He quite liked this child, smart and adorable, making him feel, albeit vaguely, what it is like to be an elder.

This holiday, he gave the child a big red envelope, accompanying it with a few Immortal Herbs.

The Immortal Herbs were baffled: ???

"Is this a hidden plot, what are the gods up to?"

"Living in a mortal family? And there are descendants, now called uncle?"

"I understand now, those Immortals always immerse themselves in the mortal world, blend into various societies, the god before us must be such, possessing an immortal identity here."

...

Listening to the evil murmurs of the Elixir of Immortality, Zhu Zhengwei handed out the red envelopes and joined them in setting off firecrackers outside.

The people of the Ancestral Witch Country have long lifespans.

Generally, they all have the longevity of three hundred years of long-lived breeds from back then, so everyone in the house is in their prime.

And throughout these years, Chu Tiange isn't without thoughts of returning to this village, but at that moment of his departure with Zhu Zhengwei, Zhu Zhengwei had already erased that part of his memory with Spiritual Skill.

Previously, the Human Race of Witch, Hundred-Stone Country had fallen, now it was the new Ancestral Witch Country, but the rulers practicing Swallowing Wind and Eating Qi were no longer humans but a new group of races.

The era of the Human Race has declined.

The protagonist of the Witch Era replaced.

Zhu Zhengwei has no desire to intervene, nor does he care to.

In this world, how can there be an eternal protagonist?

This is the stage of myriad races that he desires, an Extraordinary World, where all races struggle, battle, forming an extraordinary golden age filled with conflict and destruction.

"Almost there, with such rapid eruptions of civilization, I must prepare the next step of the world's expansion plan."

And Zhu Zhengwei, after finishing the family reunion dinner, thought it was time to embark again, continuing to study this world.

"Their Witch Demon War has started... And at this pace, someday they will venture beyond the dome, above the universe."

"Their development speed is too fast."

"While they're preoccupied fighting among themselves, I need to complete the outside world map and settings, yes, improve this world's cosmic settings, best to include some prehistoric ruins."

Zhu Zhengwei bid farewell to his family, pushed open the door, and was about to leave.

At this time, his brother Zhang Song's long-legged son, full of curiosity, tugged on Zhu Zhengwei's sleeve, "Uncle, everyone at home says you are a descended god from the heavens, can you take me to see the world outside?"

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