"Not bad."

Zhu Zhengwei stood outside this Dream World, gazing at the endless starry sky, and said indifferently:

"Essentially, the Dream World beneath my feet is also a massive Dream Bubble, not much different from those small private Dream Bubbles in the distance!"

Zhu Zhengwei felt that this wave, improving the worldview, was very good.

Giving them a wave of prehistoric ruins.

The people in a world, civilization, ultimately need dreams to keep moving forward and work hard.

It's like a virtual simulation game, where the inhabitants need a mood index, a dream index, to keep striving and developing.

"I not only have to provide them with work but also give them dreams."

Zhu Zhengwei felt like he was a man with a plan.

...

...

Sixty years have passed since the last world creation.

In these sixty years, during the initial ten years, Emperor Chu personally subdued ten Golden Crows, growing feathers, and placed all the feathers stored on the Ancestral Witch Continent onto these ten birds.

He personally guarded daily, driving the Sun Vehicle to fly.

But in less than ten years, Chu Tiange began to have some sixth-tier experts under his command restrain these Golden Crows with Witchcraft Bone Chains, limit their cultivation, and drive the Sun Vehicle for him.

And Chu Tiange entered seclusion.

He was only five hundred years old, yet his internal injuries completely erupted, entering his twilight years.

"I fight against the heavens for life, contend with the Golden Crows, open the path to the stars, but ultimately I still have to return to dust. But I am not resigned; I want to fight against destiny!"

"My teacher once said, the protagonist of heaven and earth, follows the principle... I make my own fate, not the heavens!"

New Calendar Year 1200.

The world enters a new era, a global celebration.

Rumble!

A Golden Crow driver from the Long Arm Country, using their long arms as a whip, rides the Sun Vehicle, striking the Golden Crows that patrol the sky, creating an unimaginable mythical scene.

And with the passage of time, there were even Immortal Yunxia, riding on the Sun Vehicle, waving their long sleeves, dispersing Xiaqi, creating beautiful evening clouds in the sky.

In this century, continuously in seclusion, witnessing the vast starry sky and extraterritorial stars, Chu Tiange's state of mind greatly improved, no longer restrained by specific details, and his breadth of mind expanded rapidly.

On this day, with a thunderous roar, he fully stepped into the seventh-tier realm, no longer just with one foot across.

"Gathering all techniques in one body, I shall forge a path for the people."

This contemporary Celestial Emperor slowly opened his eyes, successfully overcoming the life-and-death juncture.

On this day, he personally emerged from seclusion, driving the Sun Vehicle and chasing away the ten suns, as if ten suns pulling a chariot, teaching from the sky:

"The seventh realm is the Ancestral Witch realm, wherein one's energy flows through the meridians and bones throughout the whole body; able to fly and escape, perform various Abnormal Skills, and extend life up to eight hundred years!"

Everyone looked up at that Divine Being in the sky, his energy shaking the nine heavens, driving away the ten suns, as if a living myth among mortals!

They thought he had vanished for several years, believing this ancient Great Emperor was about to pass away, for everyone observed the injuries from years ago and the relapse of various internal wounds, but who knew this dominator had lived a second life?

"Seventh-tier, seventh-tier... previously it felt that this Great Emperor still had a slight connection to us, now thoroughly stepping into such an unbelievable realm, his energy and blood are magnificent, like a colossal beast among stars, after the sixth-tier, the difference in one realm is like heaven and earth?"

"All call him the Sun Chasing Emperor, deserving of the name!"

"Driving ten suns in the sky, opening the path of cultivation for the world, truly defying nature! Such a being is simply indescribable! Providing convenience for cultivation to all living beings, everyone meditating, eating the morning light, simply driving the development of civilization by thousands of years!"

...

The entire world, even the distant continents, all knew of the Celestial Emperor's great name.

Even in the remote Beastman Continent, in the barbarian extraterritorial lands, with little contact, they sent their congratulatory gifts, looking up to this ancient Celestial God, they couldn't help but plead, "Please, Witch Ancestor, drive the sun, patrol over our Beast Race Continent, let the Great Witch Divine Dynasty's cultivation skill shine upon our land, and gaze upon the divine glory."

"Send more gifts before we talk."

Chu Tiange coldly refused.

His own dynasty's aura wasn't enough, so why would he gift it to foreign races?

These envoys, one could tell at a glance they were deceitful and not virtuous people.

The barbarian beastman continent, an outer land, primitive and crude, lived in tribes, used stone axes as tools, and it was said there was even cannibalism amongst their kind!

Such foreign barbarians, even separated by months of sea travel, are unreachable, so much so that they don't even bother to invade.

Another hundred years passed.

The Witch Continent developed immensely, stepping completely onto the right path.

Countless talents emerged, and powerful individuals continued to appear.

Strong individuals from the Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries even developed their own racial Cultivation Skills, practicing Divine Arm, Divine Leg, Divine Skill...

This was an unimaginable myth-making era of extraordinary splendor!

Divine Beings of various shapes and forms walked the streets, continuously making one hesitate in their hearts.

The entire flourishing dynasty was established by a Divine Martial Emperor, who cut down the sun and moon, pierced the starry sky, redone the ten suns, and patrolled the Twelve Countries on earth.

And the world reached another hundred years of prosperity.

Emperor Chu finally also reached his seven hundredth birthday, feeling at this moment he was truly nearing the end of his life span.

"The cultivation path is to fight against the heavens, I have not relaxed all these years, but I have also reached the limit; this life, really regrettably, is to pass away in the world."

Sitting cross-legged on the Golden Crow chariot, Emperor Chu opened his eyes.

But thinking about this life, dragging this constantly re-injured body, with continuous internal wounds, to live to seven hundred years, close to a normal life span, he was already extremely defying of heaven.

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