Lord of the Earth

In the dry summer, at Baiyujing!

As the morning light shines overhead, it illuminates the heart of this land that has spanned millions of miles.

This building, now revered by many alien races as the "First Imperial City of Humanity," has long since awakened.

No, perhaps he simply didn't sleep all night.

Because a vast, sea-like flow of people is converging from every street and market in the city towards the majestic Imperial City Square in the city center. An indescribable heat and excitement permeates the air, as if the hearts of hundreds of millions of people are burning together at this moment.

"Oh, my husband... hurry up..."

A newlywed woman held her husband's hand, her face anxious and her steps hurried.

"What's the rush! We're on our way! Today is the great day that our Qianxia is advancing to become an 'Imperial Dynasty'. It's said that His Majesty will personally inspect the army. We might even catch a glimpse of His Majesty's face from afar!"

Although the man was talking, his steps were not slow at all, and his eyes were shining with an unprecedented light.

"Yes, if it weren't for His Majesty, if it weren't for Qianxia... we would probably have perished in the bellies of those fish-men long ago, and we wouldn't have the good life we ​​have today..."

An elderly man standing nearby was deeply moved and wiped the corner of his eye.

He was the true Elder Qianxia. As a refugee, he had almost perished at the hands of a fish, but Xia Tian personally intervened and saved his life. He even used his "supernatural powers" to build a wooden hut for himself and his fleeing granddaughter...

Today, although limited by his qualifications and not highly skilled, he is considered "respected and virtuous" in this "alley". His house has also changed from an ordinary wooden house to a "magnificent building" made of spiritual wood and spiritual metal.

The granddaughter's cultivation level reached an extraordinary level, and she became a personal guard under Qin Liangyu!
"Back in the original world, we were just tenant farmers. Seventy percent of our annual grain had to be handed over to wealthy families. Now, we can eat and drink our fill, and even wear gold and silver. This is a blessing that we could not attain even in ten lifetimes."

"Yes, it's all thanks to His Majesty's grace."

"When we advance to the level of an 'imperial dynasty,' things will definitely get better..."

People talked, reminiscing about the hardships of the past and dreaming of a glorious future!
At the same time, across the entire Qianxia landmass, now spanning five million li in diameter, lights representing the spiritual realm appeared in cities, forming "gateways" in the air.

That was not a real portal, but a teleportation node composed of countless array light curtains.

Through the light screen, people seemed to enter another dimension. It was an incomparably vast fairyland in the clouds, shrouded in celestial mist, with jade platforms floating in the air, large enough to hold trillions of living beings!
This is the "Viewing Realm" constructed by Qianxia with supreme power, ensuring that every citizen can witness this unprecedented grand ceremony!

"Look! There are so many people today!"

Many children excitedly pointed around.

Looking around, the spiritual realm was bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder. They were human beings from the Qianxia homeland and its various affiliated worlds, dressed in all sorts of clothes, their faces beaming with the same excitement and glory.

The energy intertwined and converged into a vigorous and upward torrent, the pinnacle of humanity!

But this is merely the tip of the iceberg. On the actual Imperial City Square of Baiyujing, the atmosphere was even more solemn and dignified, with the voices of the ceremonial officials resounding through the clouds and echoing between heaven and earth.

"Report! An envoy from the Arctic Purple Star Dynasty has arrived, presenting ten pairs of Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Hearts!"

"An envoy from the Southern Vermilion Bird Dynasty has arrived, presenting three branches of the Immortal Fire Phoenix Tree!"

Envoys from various human factions arrived one by one, each carrying "generous gifts," each worth enough to purchase a small territory!

Furthermore, within the "City of Gods," a gathering place for numerous alien races, there are also...
"Report! The Golden Eagle Clan's divine elder has led a congratulatory team to offer one hundred Wind God Feathers!"

"The barbarian god of the Bull Clan has come to offer congratulations, presenting the Earth Mother with a thousand catties of gold!"

"The Holy Maiden of the Jade Fox Clan has come to offer her congratulations, presenting a bushel of the Enchanting Heavenly Pearl!"

Powerful auras descended, and figures, some majestic and others strange, appeared on the designated viewing platform. There were as many as three thousand envoys from the human dynasty, and more than ten thousand eight hundred representatives from other races. All of these forces were led by "Saints".

The saints of the Eternal Land all possess the ability to "annihilate a city single-handedly," making them truly high-end combat power.

In the past, on the battlefield of catastrophe, the Western Temple could dominate for a time with a legion of a thousand saints.

Today, the number of saints who came to congratulate Qianxia is more than ten times that of the previous year!
Among them, the aura of some race leaders was even more terrifying. Each figure either closed their eyes to rest or spoke in hushed tones, and each possessed a terrifying power capable of shattering mountains, severing rivers, burning cities, and boiling seas. These were races that were particularly friendly with Qian Xia, and even "bet" on the human race. They were led by god-level powerhouses personally to show their respect and awe for Qian Xia...

More importantly, it will provide some "reinforcements" for this "human tribulation".

This foundation, this prestige... is far from the entirety of Qianxia's power.

Summer's figure stands atop the highest point of the imperial city, overlooking the magnificent scene of all nations paying tribute and the people united in heart, its gaze as deep as the starry sea.

Under his imperial vision, the population of the entire Qianxia, ​​and the ever-increasing fortune, converged into the sea of ​​fortune clouds above, and then continuously merged into cities and strange buildings.

After the heavens and earth were unlocked and gods could appear in the world, the vast human dynasty of Qianxia was finally freed from its last shackles.

Many divine artifacts, wonders, and buildings that were previously unable to operate at full capacity due to the constraints of the laws of nature are now able to unleash their true power.

The "Marrow Cleansing Blood Pool," which can accelerate the growth of spirit beasts and transform them into rare war mounts or sources of medicinal herbs, gushes forth with boundless blood energy; the "Divine Weapon Forge," capable of mass-producing weapons, burns day and night, the sounds of weapons undergoing tribulation echoing across half the sky; the "Skynet," a data supercomputer capable of deducing cultivation techniques and optimizing supernatural abilities, operates at full capacity, guiding the way forward for hundreds of millions of cultivators...

Qianxia is never short of resources. There are countless cultivation classics, and even miraculous medicines like "Shennong's Herbal Elixir" to improve one's aptitude and enhance one's potential.

Currently, within the dynasty, the number of cultivators at or above the Transcendent Realm has already exceeded ten million, a number that would alarm any opposing force.

However, given Qianxia's current massive population of nearly one trillion, while tens of millions of extraordinary beings can be considered unparalleled in the world, they are still "not enough" compared to those naturally born extraordinary races!
For example, the dragon race, the Behemoth race, or even a single world may only have a few hundred or a thousand of them, but when gathered together across all the heavens and myriad worlds, they constitute an astronomical number. As the "first dynasty of the human race," Qianxia must shoulder the heavy responsibility of dealing with the most powerful alien races!
However, most of the qualified personnel in Qianxia today have already reached the limit that the current fortune can support with the accumulation of resources.

If we want to give birth to more geniuses and give hundreds of millions of ordinary people the opportunity to break through the barriers of the mundane world, we need a stronger national destiny to wash over, nourish, and enhance the potential of the entire human race!

Once a dynasty is established, the golden dragon of destiny transforms into a six-clawed imperial dragon, and the nation's fortune feeds back to heaven and earth, nourishing all people.

At that time, let alone tens of millions of extraordinary beings, even hundreds of millions of extraordinary beings, or even forming a legion composed entirely of saints, would not be a pipe dream!

"It's almost time..."

Summer murmured to himself, but his voice, transmitted through the spiritual realm, resonated clearly in the hearts of every citizen. In truth, Summer could have waited a little longer.

The human race is growing at an astonishing rate; their strength increases visibly every month.

But summer isn't going to wait any longer.

He sensed the bottleneck, but also saw an opportunity.

All nations have come to pay homage, the hearts of the people are united, the nation is at its zenith, and all merits have been accomplished... All conditions are in place!

Today is the day when Qianxia transforms into a dragon and ascends to the "Dynasty of Destiny"!
He slowly raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the spiritual realm and the clouds, looking directly at the mysterious laws of heaven and earth. A vast and unparalleled imperial will soared into the sky, stirring up the sea of ​​fortune throughout the entire Qianxia territory!
"I hereby announce that the ceremony for Qianxia's ascension to the 'Imperial Dynasty' shall now begin."

"here we go!"

All the powerful figures, regardless of where they came from, felt a chill run down their spines and gazed solemnly at the sky.

At the same time, one after another, alien forces that had a blood feud with Qianxia were suddenly awakened by the tremors of the heavens and earth's fortune.

Their territories, whether deep within the cracks of the desolate Gobi Desert, at the bottom of the sunless trenches of the deep sea, or in the dark nests of underground caves, form a stark contrast to the radiant and spiritually vibrant landscape of Qianxia.

……

Deep within the endless swamp, the foul-smelling, murky mud boils and churns.

A massive figure, as large as a small mountain, slowly rose up, covered in bluish-black scales, holding a rusty yet terrifyingly bloodthirsty anchor.

Its identity is the "Deep Sea Slayer," a god of the fish-men race. Its divine realm is a terrifying body of water composed of sunken ships, bones, and twisted corals, where countless drowned vengeful spirits wail.

At this moment, a wisp of energy emanating from between heaven and earth sensed the hatred of the people who had been massacred by the human race and whose faith had withered, and let out a low roar.

"Despicable land race... Tidal Legion, assemble! Let their blood stain the sea red!"

……

Inside a scorching rift valley ravaged by lava, lies a menacing temple constructed of black metal and volcanic rock.

A god with a dark red body and a ferocious face let out an angry roar. His divine kingdom was filled with eternal sandstorms and poisonous flames, and every grain of sand had once been the dried soul of a human.

Indeed, it is the "Demon Scorpion Emperor," the deity worshipped by the Scorpion People for generations!
At this moment, the deity was sitting on a "throne" inlaid with countless white human skulls, with several dried human skins hanging on the armrests.

A human slave trembled as he presented the still-beating heart, which it casually pierced with its tail hook and chewed in its mouth full of fine teeth, making a sickening sound. It relished the taste of blood, its scarlet compound eyes gleaming with cunning and cruelty.

"Ascension to an imperial dynasty? What a delicious and boundless fortune... If I could devour the heart of the ruler of this imperial dynasty, it would surely allow me to gain a deeper understanding of the rules of this world..."

"Find this human kingdom! Destroy them! Offer their hearts as sacrifices to me!"

A terrifying oracle echoed through the rift valley, and countless scorpion warriors and dark servants began to gather frantically, preparing for battle!

……

In the deepest part of the Underdark, a web of spiderwebs weaves a divine realm composed of endless labyrinths and cursed spider silk, where anyone who enters will be lost forever.

"I see……"

Several pale-skinned, alluring, yet deadly dark elf deities frowned simultaneously.

It was only because, from that clear opportunity, they learned the reason why some of their people had perished, and they also learned the location of the statue of the "Goddess of Fate" that the Spider Queen valued so highly!
Several ragged, vacant-eyed male slaves of the human race, each wearing a magic collar, were prostrate at her feet.

"Oh? This is the emerging force that caused the loss of several priests of Matriarch Rose?"

Their voices were beautiful yet venomous.

"It's really... I don't know whether to live or die."

She lightly stomped her foot, and the spider silk instantly tightened, the slave beneath her feet silently turning into a withered corpse. "Send the order down to the family's 'Dancers of Death.' We need a grand sacrifice to please the goddess. Let the downfall of this arrogant human dynasty be the starting point."

The leader, a "dark elf," curled a cold smile above his scarlet lips.

……

Within a magnificent and dazzling divine kingdom, entirely constructed of the incredibly valuable "gold of the day."

An ancient dragon god with scales as if cast from pure gold raised its head. Its divine kingdom was composed of mountain-like treasures and thunder, and every gold coin reflected its majesty!

Furthermore, a large number of female creatures of different forms and races inhabit it... including humans.

“I felt the traces of my own bloodline…becoming clear in that human kingdom.”

Flames burned in the eyes of this golden dragon god, but unlike the other alien races, he was not impatient. Instead, his expression was thoughtful.

"So, by consuming our luck, we can 'retaliate' against the human race and prevent them from becoming a dynasty of luck? That seems interesting. Should we go and separate a wisp of luck to observe the battle?"

……

In a dense jungle, the lowly Orcs roared madly, driven by primal hatred and instinct, rushing towards the source of the aura; in the endless ocean, the Naga sea sirens sang mind-altering war songs; on an island, the tyrant of the Crocodile Clan struck a drum made of human skin with a warhammer forged from the bones of a human demigod, his eyes filled with bloodlust…

Countless alien forces that had sworn blood feuds with Qianxia were stimulated at this moment by the mysterious cause and effect and the fluctuations in heaven and earth caused by Qianxia's ascension to the imperial dynasty.

Hatred was ignited, and the desire to kill began to boil!
At the same time, their respective fortunes were converging and coalescing into portals filled with blood, darkness, and filth, which were forcibly opened in various places, connecting to the territory of Qianxia.

The alien legions, sharpening their weapons and roaring like sharks that have caught the scent of blood, are about to swarm in! (End of Chapter)