He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 519 Millennium
However, the growth of the monsters has reached the limit of the pit world.

As the spiritual energy from further away replenishes this place, it will slowly recover. However, once they give birth to new demon beast offspring, they will continue to consume the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This is also one of the reasons why the vital energy of heaven and earth has become increasingly weak as times change.

Of course, the main reason is that the repeated appearances of giant skeletons have devoured too much of the vital energy of heaven and earth.

The so-called vital energy is merely a part of the power of rules.

Where you come from, you will naturally return to.

Of all the alien races, Jiang Lin undoubtedly has the most complex feelings towards the creatures of ice and snow.

The first time they encountered creatures of ice and snow, they were already in a hostile relationship.

The second time I saw it, it was still the same.

Having witnessed innocent people being forced to sacrifice themselves for food in order to survive, he once planned to completely destroy this race.

However, who could have imagined that the creatures of ice and snow were actually created by their own hands?

"Who ultimately killed those people in later generations?"

Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh, but he also understood that some things were beyond his control.

Even if it were possible, we cannot give up on bigger goals because of current losses.

It took a very long time to create numerous alien races.

But for Jiang Lin, time in "Human World is Like a Painting" doesn't hold much significance.

If he wished, he could even live in this timeline forever, until he travels to some unknown future.

That might not be the future Jiang Lin wanted to see, so he didn't linger.

After doing what this era should do, I decisively left.

Back in reality, it was still the same moment before, and everything seemed unchanged.

Jiang Lin looked towards Linyuan from the blacksmith's shop, where remnants of the Western barbarians still clung to life, and two emperors had sent troops there to conquer them.

But the remnants of the Western barbarians preferred to hide deep in the forests and feed on the monsters rather than surrender.

The goal of the Great Qian Border Army is to conquer other worlds; powerful demonic beasts and alien races are not their true enemies.

This matter has now been dropped.

Time flew by again. Despite the help of the elixir, his parents, sister Jiang Xiu, brother-in-law, and even Old Man Wei continued to pass away.

They already possessed formidable cultivation, yet they could not withstand the ravages of time.

Time can heal all wounds, including those Jiang Lin cares about most.

Only the old gray donkey survived. It had consumed too many pills and had developed abilities similar to those of a demonic beast.

However, they are very different from demonic beasts. At least demonic beasts cannot cultivate and can only rely on their innate physical strength.

But the old gray donkey inexplicably began to cultivate, and even gained the ability to transform during its third century.

From then on, the first demon appeared in the human world.

It is no longer a monster, but a demon.

The old gray donkey's cultivation speed was not fast. Its only innate advantage was having such a good master as Jiang Lin, which allowed it to freely consume pills to accumulate cultivation.

The third century passed, and Hengyu Furnace reappeared, taking away the fire tongs.

The fourth century took away the file.

The fifth century has taken away the anvil...

One after another, psionic deities were taken to other worlds by the Eternal Furnace.

In the end, even the old gray donkey left.

Everyone I knew has left.

In the blacksmith camp, the name of Duke Jiang was still as prominent as the sun at its zenith, like a blazing sun that would never set.

Every hundred years, the Great Qian Dynasty would have a new emperor.

Every emperor held Jiang Lin in high esteem.

Everyone knows that although the Great Qian Dynasty appears stable and peaceful at present, it is actually fraught with crises.

Only the Duke of Jiang is that pillar supporting the sky. As long as he remains here, the Great Qian Dynasty has hope of continuing to survive.

Even without anyone he knew, Jiang Lin's hammer never stopped.

He forged countless divine and sacred weapons for the Great Qian Dynasty.

Nowadays, almost every ordinary soldier in the Great Qian Dynasty is a treasure soldier.

Hundreds of years ago, even the highest-grade standard weapons were commonplace among ordinary people.

Jiang Lin could clearly sense the progress of the Hengyu Furnace. While it was conquering world after world, it was also frantically absorbing the power of the rules of different worlds.

Those different rules allowed him to grow rapidly.

He devoured not only the corpses of his enemies, but also anything insignificant in a world.

While conquering other worlds alongside the giant god, it can also continuously send back information and materials to the main world.

Furthermore, the quality of the materials is getting higher and higher.

In the eighth century, Hengyu Furnace came twice in a row.

Although the worlds he is conquering are getting stronger, he has found many reliable allies to conquer different worlds together.

This accelerated the progress and gave Jiang Lin a clearer vision of the future.

By the time the Xuanwu Divine Arrow and other spiritual entities had all entered other worlds.

At this moment, the Great Qian Dynasty reached its zenith.

Never before has a dynasty lasted this long.

Furthermore, no dynasty has ever been without signs of decline.

The Qianlong era was not without its share of incompetent rulers; some emperors, nearing their centenary, would do things that defied common sense.

However, whenever this happened, a storm would break out overnight, and a huge noise would come from inside the palace.

The next day, the emperor would be bruised and swollen, and would not attend court for several days.

Then, he will abdicate and hand over the position to a more capable person.

Of the dozen or so emperors of the Great Qian Dynasty, at least half of them were beaten.

Nobody knows who did it, and even if they did, they wouldn't say.

The only thing that will never change is the Duke of Jiang.

By the second millennium, Jiang Lin's progress in achieving the indestructible golden body had reached ninety percent.

He went outside the pit and took a look at the ancient purple-gold wood.

In that abandoned pit, the ancient purple-gold wood is still growing vigorously.

It is already over a thousand meters tall and extremely thick.

During the growth of this extraordinary tree, a small amount of the power of rules within the pit was released, giving birth to some naive creatures.

They were people, thin, insects, birds, and shadowy creatures like ghosts.

Surrounding the ancient purple-gold tree and listening to the rustling of its leaves is like cultivating one's spiritual path.

This made Jiang Lin somewhat emotional. It seemed that the Primordial Purple Gold Wood also had the potential to become a demon. Sending the old gray donkey here might be a good choice.

Unfortunately, the old gray donkey has already gone to other worlds to cultivate.

Jiang Lin did not disturb them easily, leaving behind only a large amount of pills and herbs before quietly departing.

His current cultivation level is incredibly powerful, approaching the complete Indestructible Golden Body. Although he is still not as good as his future self, he is already beyond the reach of ordinary beings.

The massive canopy of the ancient purple-gold tree, reaching a thousand meters in length, swayed continuously, as if it had sensed something.

After the countless herbs and elixirs were discovered, the strange tree, which had already entered its growth stage, shook even more violently.

A sharp whistling sound rang out amidst the swaying branches and leaves.

Countless creatures were alarmed as a result, and they anxiously gathered around the ancient purple-gold tree, not knowing why it was behaving this way.

However, Jiang Lin had already left, and the ancient purple-gold wood could only let out a mournful cry of longing, which drifted further and further away on the wind.

(End of this chapter)