Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

In the desolate northern desert, the Xiongnu Chanyu had never witnessed such a celestial phenomenon in his life, and he was so shocked that he could not speak.

Some of the tribesmen around him were so frightened that their legs went weak, and even their warhorses neighed mournfully.

Ye Xuan used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to lift himself into the air, flying ten miles away from the New National Army camp.

With his feet firmly on the ground, he could only feel the wondrous abundance of spiritual energy throughout his body, an inexhaustible and ever-flowing source of vitality…

With each step he took on this desolate desert, a glimmer of gold remained beneath his feet.

From a distance, the miracles displayed by Ye Xuan resembled a painter using the northern desert as a canvas to embellish his majesty.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with a spiritual light as he glared at the Xiongnu not far away, and several bolts of heavenly lightning descended according to his will.

Only when those lofty heavenly lightning bolts actually struck them did these Xiongnu people awaken from their extreme shock.

"We are willing to surrender!"

Tens of thousands of Xiongnu abandoned their weapons, dismounted, and even dragged their horses to their knees.

Ye Xuan nodded slightly to them and said, "There is no need to kneel. The new nation only seeks those who share the same ideals."

These words immediately terrified some of the Xiongnu who still harbored ill intentions, causing them to turn pale with fright and dare not have any other thoughts.

He relayed his words to Liu Xiu, "You may lead your army and follow in my footsteps to immediately pacify the northern desert."

After finishing his sentence, Ye Xuan ignored the tens of thousands of Xiongnu kneeling on the ground, passed by them, and continued walking deeper into the northern desert.

Liu Xiu immediately ordered his army to follow the Immortal Venerable's lead, shouting as they passed:

"A new era has arrived; those who share the same ideals are welcome to join the new nation!"

The red flag of the new National Army fluttered in the night wind, and no fatigue was visible on the faces of the soldiers, only excitement.

They followed in the footsteps of the immortal lord, each step firmly planted on the earth, their momentum truly magnificent.

They marched all night until they passed through a fortified village. The Xiongnu there already knew about the changes that had taken place in this land, so they had no choice but to surrender.

Liu Xiu ordered his army to rest here, and when the dawn broke the sky the next day, they would regroup and continue to follow in the footsteps of the Immortal Venerable.

Ye Xuan traveled day and night into the depths of the northern desert, and in just three days, he traversed the entire northern border.

Wherever he went, everyone knew of the Celestial Immortal Venerable...

He probed his senses and observed the 200,000-strong army behind him, whose march was unimpeded and unobstructed!

Ye Xuan then sat down on the spot, atop a high mountain. He removed the white mist contained within his armor and let it dissipate into the world.

He looked somewhat weary, but he still extended his senses, letting his consciousness roam freely under the heavens.

From the capital Chang'an, through the various prefectures of Longxi, then into the Qiang region, and finally pacifying the northern desert...

Unbeknownst to him, he had already transcended reality and spent several months in this historical world.

Realizing that he had tried countless times to break through the bottleneck in his spiritual cultivation but was unable to overcome the barrier, Ye Xuan's heart, which had been anxious for some time, returned to calm.

He has seen the world and roamed the eight directions; how could he be confined to this place?

He believed that there were no insurmountable difficulties, only insufficient strength; as long as his cultivation was sufficient, there would always be a solution.

As the grand blueprint for the new nation was gradually implemented, Ye Xuan realized that this armor was inextricably linked to the Heavenly Dao Body.

He had a vague premonition that if he could truly establish an immortal dynasty, when that day truly came, he would be able to break through the world once again!

Suddenly, the images of various parts of the country that were originally present in his consciousness were cut off, and in their place was an extremely chaotic space.

"Transit station?"

Ye Xuan recognized at a glance that this was the transit station for traversing countless worlds; there was no mistake given the chaos.

His gaze followed the arrival of the transfer station and landed on a familiar fuse. Looking inside, images of Earth flashed through his mind—

I was still at the front desk of the martial arts gym, currently sleeping on my computer desk, but time on Earth was still frozen.

He could see his father's right hand hovering in mid-air, not yet striking the wooden dummy; he could see the street outside the martial arts school, where the old man who made a living shining shoes was still wiping the signboard in his arms with a rag; he could see that even at mealtimes, the coriander barrel restaurant was still nearly empty…

"Am I observing Earth from the perspective of a transit station?"

This was the first time Ye Xuan had ever seen such a unique perspective. Previously, he had always been the one in the real world, observing other worlds or transit points.

This feeling was strange, as if he had merged into the transit station, using it as a self to observe the scenes of all the heavens and myriad worlds...

The next moment, the images in his mind became disordered, the special perspective disappeared, and his consciousness returned to the present.

Ye Xuan stood up, only to find that the time in the historical world was quite different from the time he had just been meditating.

Not only did daytime turn into dusk, but Liu Xiu had already led a portion of his army to stand before him at the foot of this plateau.

Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, "Immortal Lord, the Northern Desert is pacified!"

Ye Xuan was somewhat puzzled. He knew the progress of Liu Xiu's army, which meant that two days had passed since then.

This sudden change left him feeling conflicted and confused, so he simply decided to stop thinking about it.

"The three armed forces have worked hard."

He returned to the new National Army and discussed the future schedule with Liu Xiu.

"During this period of time, I accompanied the army on expeditions and often surveyed the world."

"It's been about half a year since the three armies set off for the capital, hasn't it?"

Liu Xiu immediately replied, "Yes, Immortal Venerable."

"From the counties of Longxi to the Qiang region, and then to the northern desert, the three armies have been fighting in the northwest for half a year..."

Ye Xuan nodded, listening silently as Liu Xiu recounted the battles they had fought along the way. Afterwards, he said to him:

"Since the three armies left Longxi, a new look has emerged in all parts of the country."

From the Korean Peninsula in the east to Jilin and Koh Larn in the south, from the Pamir Mountains in the west to the Yin Mountains in the north, the entire country is now under the rule of the new nation and the new laws are in effect.

Liu Xiu was greatly encouraged by this news. He did not have the ability to see the whole country. On the march, he only heard that the surrounding areas were responding enthusiastically to the new country, but he was not clear about the situation across the country.

Hearing what the Immortal Venerable said today, it seems that a peaceful world has truly arrived.

"In that case, let's return to the capital."

Returning to the capital in triumph? Liu Xiu paused for a moment before realizing what was going on.

Yes, now that the northern deserts are pacified and even the Xiongnu have submitted to the new kingdom, what place under heaven is still a place of war?

Since the immortal deity had spoken, Liu Xiu accepted the order and carried it out. The Xin Kingdom army, which had been on the move for half a year, would also return to the capital in triumph!

……

Wang Mang, who was far away in the Weiyang Palace in a foreign capital, heard Ye Xuan's voice transmission after a long time.

His expression immediately became agitated, his eyes filled with tears, and he slammed his hand on the table, saying:

"Thank you, Immortal Venerable!"

He was aware of the overwhelming force of the new Nationalist army at the front, and although he had been stationed in the capital, he was well aware of the situation at the front.

Wang Mang knew that whether facing the Qiang tribes or the Xiongnu in the northern desert, Liu Xiu and his army would eventually find a proper solution, and all of this would not even require the immortal to personally intervene.

But the Immortal Venerable still took action, personally leading a large army to attack the Xiongnu in the Battle of Mobei.

How could this venerable minister, now in his seventies, not know that the Immortal Venerable was intervening in the battle so frequently because he remembered the promise he had made to him...?

"Since I have made a promise to you, I will certainly keep it."

After calming Wang Mang down, Ye Xuan informed him that his army was about to depart for the capital.

"After the three armies return to the capital, there will be some trivial matters that will require your attention."

"No, I am willing to be an immortal, willing to give my life for the new nation!"