Boom!

In the Ancestral Witch Country, a fleet of birds set off, soaring straight into the sky.

They traversed endless cloud layers, through layers of mist, and endless thunderclouds, stopping at a high altitude.

Now, the situation had unfolded into the scene that Zhu Zhengwei least wanted to see.

Even though he had expanded so much territory for them, almost too vast to explore within a short time, they still chose to step into the sky.

Compared to the mysteries of other continents, all living beings yearned more for what lay above the dome!

Because other continents ultimately had no civilization, Zhu Zhengwei had merely left a batch of beastmen there to develop.

"But fortunately, I have already crafted the map of the outer world for them, star maps, maps of ancient relics." Zhu Zhengwei felt calm in his heart, "It feels like a relay race with them, to see if they can discover the truth of the world faster, or if I, the Creator, can fabricate new maps faster."

He quietly watched as this fleet ascended into the sky.

At this moment.

The countless carried Immortal Herbs were also dumbstruck at the sight.

"Wow, are the humans of the Witch's world about to explore the stars for the second time so quickly?"

"No wonder it's the worldview of an Extraordinary Planet!"

"The development is truly swift. Our human civilization took several millennia to accumulate, yet they only need a thousand years to leave their initial planet and explore the universe."

"That's different. They have prehistoric civilizations, entities like Shiguang Blood Concealment Emperor who inherited prehistoric technology, otherwise, they definitely couldn't do it so quickly," a sensible Immortal Herb remarked.

Yet everyone knew that a grand scene was about to unfold.

A great step in the historical milestones!

There was a feeling akin to witnessing Earth's spacecraft stepping beyond the universe, that kind of anticipation.

Rustle.

Upon reaching the top of the dome, Emperor Chu had the mounts carrying all the strong ones halt.

He instructed these courtiers to place the Immortal Herbs properly.

Even though he already knew that these mysterious prehistoric Immortal Herbs seemed to have consistently approved of the world's expansion, development, and advancement, the necessary ritual still had to be observed.

"Today, I intend to open the heavens,"

Emperor Chu slightly bowed, glanced at the various Immortal Herbs, and said:

"Ancient spirits of Heaven and Earth, who have witnessed the world's transformation, the vicissitudes of life, and have even seen the earliest era of Saints, with your long lifespans, to us, you might seem like a drop in the ocean, disappearing in a blink."

"Yet, I still wish to follow in the footsteps of the predecessors, to tread the ancient starry paths and pursue their roads."

"I beseech you, esteemed ancestors, to aid me."

As soon as he finished speaking.

In this world, a timeless truth exists:

Players can barely resist the missions assigned by NPCs.

Moreover, this was clearly a main quest, possibly the key mission to open a new map from the novice village.

Immediately, the countless rustling winds from the Immortal Herbs converged, forming a massive surge of atmosphere.

The surrounding courtiers, witnessing this incredible scene, exclaimed in astonishment, "Your Majesty, indeed, it's the reincarnation of the Witch Ancestor, acknowledged by Heaven and Earth, aiding in the opening of the heavens!"

Rustle!

Endless breaths swept and converged.

Emperor Chu felt an inexhaustible power within him, supporting him in delivering his full-strength strike.

"Is this the feeling that the Golden Crow, which received the Immortal Herbs' protection, experienced? An endless source of power." He shouted aloud, swinging a giant axe.

"Open!"

Boom!

The sky's barrier membrane rippled with a wave.

Regrettably, with the world's expansion, the world rules have stabilized, and the membrane has been strengthened, no longer as easy to breach as it was in the past.

But the people present were no longer the unprepared Shiguang Blood Concealment Emperor of old.

They had come well-prepared.

Boom!

One axe.

Two axes.

The world reverberated with each strike.

All living beings, across the continents within the world, seemed to hear this reverberating sound.

"The outer cosmos!"

"We shall also walk the path of the predecessors!"

"Eternal life, strength, transcendence!"

They couldn't help but silently look up at the sky and pray.

As the world continued to tremble, finally, a thin crack appeared in the sky, and a faint black light shone through.

"The sky has been opened!"

Countless extraordinary strong ones within the world stepped forward, walking beyond the world, filled with anticipation as they gazed upon the endless starry sky.

Rustle.

They beheld an endless sky, filled with countless vast star clusters forming the Milky Way.

Upon close observation, every star possesses a blurred image, each is a planet teeming with life!

Among them, certain stronger, higher-grade extraordinary planets not only have multiple satellites but also wide rings. One can vaguely see ancient gods and demons moving, their entire bodies covered in red hair, their fists causing mountains to crumble and earth to split, star rivers to collapse.

"What is this?"

Everyone's pupils dilated.

When they saw the true world at this moment, they realized how small, laughable, and insignificant they were.

They immersed themselves in this splendid star river for a long time, feeling as if they could watch the worlds of these stars for hundreds, even thousands of years without ever growing tired.

"Wait, what is that?"

Suddenly, someone stood upon the vast atmosphere of the world's membrane, seeing a distant towering ancient ruin.

"An ancient relic?"

They grimaced and immediately attempted to approach it.

Upon opening the ancient structure, they found it was an old mural corridor, recording a segment of ancient epic history.

Mighty Great Witch warriors from within the Ancestral Witch Continent's Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries constantly walked upon the ever-crumbling ancient corridor, the contents on the mural making their hearts pound.

Scorching golden sky.

Cracked and fragmented earth.

Parched, bottomed-out oceans.

Ten suns suspended in the sky.

Every suspended sun was a terrifying planet, within which countless blurry images appeared, as if showing a Golden Crow world.

It seemed to depict the scenes of countless primordial eras, conveying a thick sense of history.

"Ten suns?"

Everyone was stunned, their pupils shrinking fiercely, faces written with incredulity.

"What kind of mythical beast is this? Compared to the Golden Crow we shot, it's an entirely different species! Are these suns truly star-level life forms, or perhaps mythical beasts as vast as planets?"

They were dumbfounded, beyond the knowledge of these primitive natives who had never seen the world, and beyond the understanding of the current cultivation system.

The terrifying oppression among them made them feel as if they had seen the true gods of antiquity, inspiring awe.

In the subsequent murals, they saw a strong elderly man wielding a bamboo staff pursuing a sun, seemingly trying to knock it down, drinking rivers and running all the way, falling on the earth, transforming into mountains and rivers, ultimately himself becoming a world nourishing the earth and all creatures.

Boom!

The ten suns continued hanging in the sky, the cosmic sky completely burned away.

Planetary systems formed star maps, burned and exploded by the suns.

Endless flames seemed to devour the entire nebula.

"I am the Celestial River Marshal, commanding ten thousand stars and billions of lives, in control of Heaven and Earth Qi, shining upon all things. At this moment, you neglect your duties, intending to destroy the world—stop your impudence!"

A towering, mighty armored War God hero stepped out, but unfortunately, he still fell.

Looking at the peerless hero, depicted dying and fading away, and the numerous citizens wailing in his wake, countless people suddenly felt a pang of sadness, a tightness in their hearts, an empathetic connection.

Even Emperor Chu, who ruled a continent and considered his life fulfilled, felt dried-mouthed, "Unbelievable, is this the glorious scene that existed countless eras ago, when gods were still present?"

He recalled the description of that deity among the Old Days.

The Celestial Emperor monitors a continent's lands and rivers via satellite—is this not like the stars before us?

The Celestial Emperor can destroy a world from afar with a single strike—is this not akin to the ancient scenes depicted here?

At this moment, they saw the desolate and terrifying scenes described along the mural corridor.

The universe shattered, all things returned to silence.

The grand celestial mythological epoch consumed entirely by ten solar stars.

At last, they saw a robust, angry man from the Long Arm Country roaring at the sky, extracting a golden spine from the mountain formed by the first strong elder who chased the sun, and with tendons as bowstrings, forging a golden divine bow to shoot at the sky, finally knocking down suns.

Woohoo!

As the suns wailed, falling to the earth, the world became dark.

Countless colorful feathers dropped, the world's source of qi utterly severed.

In those murals, the faces of characters are drawn extremely clearly, yet they couldn't see the true visage no matter what, remaining very blurry, exerting effort in trying to see the details, yielding a sense of mental collapse.

It's as if those ancient gods forbid mortals... from gazing directly at them!

At the same time, it recorded a brief text describing this segment of civilization's shocking history: [March, Guichou, ten suns burn the sky, pursued and shot, fallen into scorched pits, stars flickering, heavy rain with thunder, all realms abandoned as wasteland.]

Following this single piece of text, seemingly containing various great truths, each stroke swiftly visualized a terrifying scene:

Splash——

The entire world began to crack, countless flames igniting the world, the majestic star-filled galaxy like ten giant super-fireballs falling into the river, the Milky Way's riverbed thirsty, numerous planets lit and burned to ashes!

Countless living beings in both large and small celestial worlds plunged into endless suffering and destruction.

In the end, only a few ancient beings remained, using great magical power at the cost of their lives to reduce some worlds in size, transforming stars into sand, hiding within the void universe to preserve a trace of spark!

Finally, as these ancient beings traversed the universe and exhausted their strength, they sat in the starry sky, whispering softly with a voice that seemed to transcend eternity's great tone and law, elegant yet desolate:

"The vast Yin and Yang shift, divine life is as ephemeral as morning dew. Wandering the star rift, eternal life is but sunset… No affinity with celestial lifespan, no end with the world, we… are all unfit for the true saints of heaven and earth."

The mural thus concluded.

At that moment, everyone heard a sentence, akin to an ancient babble from the river of time's end, in that mysterious ancient mural, and this final statement struck everyone's heart, making their minds blurry and heads reeling:

We… are all unfit for the true saints of heaven and earth!!

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