371: Thousands of years ago

This time, Chen De was completely and utterly eliminated.

After the Golden-Robed Man swung his sword, he didn't even glance at Chen De's location, as if he was quite confident in his own strength.

He turned to look at the ravaged world, all of which had occurred due to Chen De's intervention.

After a calm gaze, he stretched out a hand and gently clenched it.

Immediately, countless streams of light flew towards him from all directions, gathering in his palm.

Finally, an object condensed, which was the World Source destroyed by Chen De's self-detonation.

Looking at the World Source, which was less than one-fifth of its normal size, a rare hint of anger appeared on the Golden-Robed Man's face.

He slowly raised the sword in his hand, causing it to emit a dazzling light.

In an instant, its light enveloped this world.

But even so, the radiating light did not stop.

In less than two and a half seconds, the light had already broken through this world and radiated towards the surrounding worlds.

The strongest beings in these worlds were the first to notice something amiss, but it was the lower-level existences within them that were first affected.

"What is this thing?"

"Ah!"

... "To think that I, Neshen, after countless tribulations, finally climbed to the position of the strongest in the world, would perish here today."

"I refuse!"

... "I refuse to believe that I, who has never been defeated in my life, will stop here."

"No!!!"

... "Come on, Yun'er, Jing'er, Ci'er, Wanruo, Jing'er, Yiyi, Zi..." (A hundred names are omitted here).

"Trust me, we've overcome so many difficulties, and this one before us is nothing."

But what answered him was only an empty silence.

He looked back and saw that his wives had turned into skeletons at some unknown time.

In just a blink of an eye, even the skeletons disappeared before his eyes.

When he looked at himself, he realized that the flesh on his body had long vanished... "I, Lord Chong, will never fall!"

"Chuanxi back..."

"Wait, what kind of power is this?"

"No!"

"This is bad, Lord Chong is completely dead!"

"Ah, I'm going to die too!"

... Wherever the light passed, it was as if Chen De's Three Saint Seals had swept through.

But their natures were completely different; what Chen De did was to enlighten and help all beings escape from suffering.

What the Golden-Robed Man did was complete destruction and plunder.

And unlike Chen De's approach of leaving a margin, Chen De always cut the weeds but left the roots.

The world was purified, but he still left the world intact.

But what about the Golden-Robed Man? Wherever the light passed, not only the living beings within, but even that world itself was absorbed.

Observing through the spatial rifts, any light points illuminated by the light were extinguished and disappeared within a few breaths.

Innumerable currents of energy, like a tide, surged into the world where the Golden-Robed Man was located.

Forming a vortex, they were continuously drawn in.

The currents entered this world, all converging in the Golden-Robed Man's hand, merging with the World Source.

Before long, the currents gradually thinned until they vanished.

If one could see the scene within the spatial rifts, one would certainly discover that centered around the light point of the Golden-Robed Man's world, a vacuum zone had formed within countless surrounding distances, with not a single light point remaining.

At this moment, the World Source in the Golden-Robed Man's hand was immeasurably larger than before.

Even compared to its size before being absorbed by Chen De, it was more than three times as massive.

Moreover, if Chen De were here, he would surely recognize that this was a World Source of 100% purity.

The Golden-Robed Man integrated this massive World Source into his sword, and an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth emanated from it.

He held the sword and swung it horizontally, as if opening up the heavens and earth, unleashing the power of the World Source within the sword without restraint.

These World Sources merged into the space of this world, evolving with it.

In this place, in addition to the world's original laws, soil, air currents, water sources, fire... were newly born.

The Golden-Robed Man wielded his sword again, accelerating the evolution here.

The Golden-Robed Man pointed his sword towards the sky, unleashing the last of the World Source within the sword.

Along with the laws in space, a blazing sun condensed at an infinitely high point above the ground.

Soon, vegetation grew on the soil, part of the water sank underground to hide, part ascended to the sky to become clouds and mist, and part transformed into rivers, lakes, and seas; fire resided in the earth, and the air caused everything to flow.

But just this was far from enough.

As a complete world, how could it function without living beings?

He stepped out of this world, and soon encountered resistance from all directions; the light on his sword quickly dimmed.

He arrived at a certain world and, with a wave of his hand, took away all the living beings within it.

Returning to his own world, he transformed these beings one by one.

From their basic constituent particles to their operational laws, he fundamentally made them native existences of this world.

He closely linked them, the sword, and this world together.

Then, he erased their past memories, erased everything they originally had.

He injected memories and other things from before Chen De arrived in this world.

Then, he arranged everything one by one according to its original appearance.

And so it was.

In the twenty-third year of Jing Su of Great Zhou.

A great drought afflicted the land, especially severe in Ming Prefecture, where the common people had no harvest, exchanged children to eat, and large numbers fled to other prefectures, leaving corpses strewn across the wilderness.

The imperial court was corrupt, and various regions rose in rebellion, opposing the court, carving out their own territories, and the world fell into great chaos!

Wei Prefecture!

At this time, in the courtyard of an ordinary household, several children gathered outside the door...

After completing all this, the Golden-Robed Man nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

With a flash of sword light in his hand, the Golden-Robed Man, along with his sword, was divided into five individuals.

They were a bald strong man, a melancholic man, a big-eyed cute girl, a cold imperial older sister, and a white-haired youth... Each of them held a different weapon, subtly resonating with the surrounding space and laws.

The five looked at the world beneath their feet, then calmly shifted their gaze away.

Their figures gradually disappeared, as if merging into space.

Everything in this world developed as it had before Chen De arrived.

The Jiantian Division took action, and the Ming Prefecture rebels were annihilated.

The current Emperor Zhou indulged in wine and women, his health deteriorating day by day.

In just six years, he completely lost control of state affairs.

On one accidental occasion, he discovered that his son was having an affair with a concubine in his harem.

Moreover, the concubine was his birth mother and already pregnant.

And so, Emperor Zhou, in a fit of rage, spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed, and fell unconscious.

Coincidentally, this prince and his maternal clan had considerable influence in the court.

With the tacit approval of the Imperial Advisor, they went all out, completely ending Emperor Zhou's life.

They promised vast benefits, garnered support from all sides, and framed the original crown prince.

The new emperor, even more tyrannical, even established his birth mother as empress.

He also extensively plundered the world for money, treasures, and beautiful women, fulfilling all his desires.

For a time, the common people suffered even more intensely.

Until three hundred years later, the Great Zhou was destroyed, and the Great Qian emerged!

The Imperial Advisor was still the same Imperial Advisor, and the world was still the same world.

The Great Qian and the Great Zhou seemed to be no different.

Everything seemed to have remained unchanged.