He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Shen Qingqing withdrew her gaze from the illusory tower of light and shadow, and swept it over everyone present.

"Xiao Yanzhi, connect the entrance node of the Void Tower to the array network."

"There is more than one entrance. Traction arrays need to be set up simultaneously on nine different spatial coordinates. Each array base must be able to withstand at least one impact at the Void Refinement level."

Without wasting words, Xiao Yanzhi took out a blank array diagram from his sleeve, spread it out on the table, gathered his true essence at his fingertips, and began to draw directly on the diagram.

"Liu Xi'er, the spiritual barrier of the Void Realm Tower needs an identification mechanism."

"Use your mentalist abilities to inscribe mental imprints on each floor of the tower to ensure accurate identification of us."

Liu Xier nodded, and the mental perception network outside the stone tower trembled slightly, already beginning to calculate the upper limit of mental power that the virtual world tower model could bear.

"Qin Yu, the top two levels of the tower require a life-sustaining barrier."

"We don't need too much, but we can't lack the necessary protections."

Qin Yu put down the teapot, formed a hand seal in front of his chest, and gathered pale green true energy at his fingertips.

"Su Zhong, the shelter is most vulnerable when people enter and leave."

"You set up long-range early warning sentries around the Void Tower and laid arrow-shaped marks in the void outside the tower—the marks will be automatically triggered whenever any unidentified entity approaches, and you will be able to sense it no matter how far away it is."

Su Zhong leaned against the doorway, twirling the short knife between his fingers, and nodded.

Helian Rong waited for a long time but his name didn't appear.

"And me?"

Shen Qingqing looked at him:

"Many of the materials needed for the Void Tower are buried in dangerous areas, while others are in the Imperial Treasury and forbidden secret realms."

"I need someone to bring these things back."

"You're good at fighting, fast, and can withstand a lot of damage; you're the perfect fit."

Helian Rong's lips twitched.

But seeing that everyone else had tasks, he finally nodded.

Over the next three months, the seven people completely vanished from the reincarnators' sight.

The tea plantations outside Luozhou City were still being managed, and the alliance's intelligence network continued to operate as usual.

Occasionally, reincarnated souls would come to ask, "Is Shen Qingqing here?" The answer was always, "She's gone on a long trip and her return date is uncertain."

Various speculations began to circulate within the small circle of reincarnators: some said the alliance was wiped out by a Level 1 Authority user, some said Shen Qingqing had run away with the core members, and others said they were just lying low, waiting for a bigger opportunity.

Only Yunyi knows the truth.

Before entering the Void Tower, Shen Qingqing went to the Yun Mansion villa and placed a light gray crystal on the stone table under the locust tree.

"This is the key to the entrance to the Void Tower."

"Crush it, and you'll be teleported directly into the tower, no matter where you are."

"I only gave six out of the sixteen players in the league."

She didn't explain why she didn't ask Yun Yi to participate in building the Void Tower, nor did she need to explain—in the Alliance's eyes, Yun Yi was always the "mascot" who relied on his background and never showed any real combat strength from beginning to end.

Yun Yi put the crystal into his sleeve without asking any further questions.

Three months later, the Virtual Tower was officially completed in the interlayer between the void and reality.

During these three months, Yun Yi accomplished two things.

Firstly, by using the power of his clones, he killed three reincarnators on the edge of the East Sea and the Endless Desert. Combined with his previous accumulation, the total number of otherworldly techniques he had mastered reached 440.

Secondly, they deduced the last of the three divine powers of heaven and earth.

On the night that all three supernatural powers were completed, the sixth leaf in Yun Yi's sea of ​​consciousness also began to mature.

The bud of the seventh leaf broke through the soil from the heart of the sixth leaf. The very faint gray mist covering the bud disappeared by a third the moment it broke through the soil, revealing the dense golden patterns below.

He could sense that the seventh leaf's power was related to the "laws"—not borrowed, but rewritten.

However, to fully unfold the seventh leaf, the required accumulation far exceeds the sum of the previous six leaves.

Yunyi got up from the futon and opened the study window.

Outside the window, the leaves of the locust tree had turned mostly yellow by the autumn wind, and a few withered leaves swayed precariously on the branches.

He took the gray crystal out of his sleeve, turned it over between his fingers, and put it away again.

Four months after the golden pillar of light that marked the ascension of the Celestial Dynasty dissipated, Xianyang City welcomed its first batch of uninvited guests.

An envoy from Miao territory.

Miao Zu personally led twelve village chiefs to Xianyang.

The old priest, leaning on his bone staff, followed behind Miao Zu. The light from the blue jade in the eye sockets of the beast head at the top of the staff was even brighter than it had been three months ago—the Gu Dao of Miao territory and the fortune of the Immortal Dynasty had met for the first time beneath Xianyang City, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was converging on the city gate like a tide.

Ying Ji received Miao Zu in the main hall of Xianyang Palace. The two talked privately for two hours.

The ginkgo tree outside the hall lit up three times during the secret talks—the first time was when Miao Zu probed with his aura, the second time was when Ying Ji responded with his fortune, and the third time was when the rules of heaven and earth resonated when the two sides reached an agreement.

After the secret talks, Miao territory officially submitted to the Great Qin Dynasty.

The conditions were that Miao territory retain its autonomy, the Gu Dao (a form of witchcraft) not be incorporated into the Immortal Dynasty's forbidden legal system, and the villages in the Ten Thousand Mountains not be subject to the county system. Ying Ji agreed to all of them.

The news sent shockwaves throughout the world.

The Miao region, with its vast mountains, has never submitted to any dynasty since ancient times.

The fact that Miao Jiang has now voluntarily submitted means that the strength of the Great Qin Dynasty has become so great that even the Miao Ancestor has to bow down.

But that's not what the reincarnators noticed.

What caught their attention was the old priest beside the Miao ancestor, and the young man who followed behind the old priest, dressed in Miao batik clothing and with silver bells tied to his bare ankles.

Someone recognized him—Achong, the reincarnated Gu worm.

They did not come to defy destiny, but to submit.

The ripples this event caused within the reincarnation community were greater than the Miao region's submission itself.

Ah Chong's strength is evident to all those who have reincarnated.

In the second month after Miao Jiang's submission, the East China Sea Reincarnators Alliance had expanded to more than thirty people.

Under the leadership of the beast-taming boy Ji Canghai, this reincarnated force, based in the islands of the East China Sea and centered around the Sea God, conquered three important towns along the East China Sea coast of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty in just a few months, completely sealing off the East China Sea navy within the ports.

The commander of the Great Qin East Sea Fleet died at the hands of the sea god, and the entire fleet was torn to pieces like a paper toy under the slap of the thousand-foot serpent's tail.

Even more terrifying is that Ji Canghai somehow subdued the three-headed sea monster of the East Sea.

Beneath the sea god, three sea beasts, whose strength far surpassed that of terrestrial immortals, simultaneously declared war on the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty.

When the news reached Xianyang, Ying Ji was discussing with Miao Zu the matter of integrating Miao Jiang Gu Dao with the fortune of the Immortal Dynasty.

Almost simultaneously, unusual activity also occurred in the Endless Desert.

In Xianyang, deep in the Lishan Mountains, lies an unnamed valley.

The ginkgo trees have lost all their leaves, leaving bare branches reaching towards the gray sky.

A thin layer of frost had accumulated on the stone table under the tree, the stone benches were empty, and the wine jars were also empty.

Old Jiang sat alone under the tree, his eyes closed, as if he were taking a nap.

In reality, he was sensing—an invisible perceptual force radiating outward from him, making every blade of grass, every tree, every insect, and every beast within a radius of a hundred miles as clear as the lines on the palm of his hand.

Then he sensed an aura approaching the valley.

Extremely high, extremely stable, with fluctuations carrying the power of laws.

He did not reject them—because it was his apprentice who came.

At the valley entrance, Yun Yi, dressed in a plain white robe with a few withered leaves on his shoulders, walked at a leisurely pace.

He walked under the ginkgo tree, stood in front of the stone table, and respectfully clasped his hands in a salute to Old Jiang.

"Master."

Old Jiang opened one eye, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny, a hint of surprise, and a hint of pride that he never admitted but always harbored in his heart.

He could sense that Yun Yi's aura had changed again—it was more restrained and unfathomable than when they last fought.

"Why aren't you staying in Luozhou? What are you doing in Xianyang? Don't you know there's going to be war here soon?"

Yunyi sat down opposite the stone table.

There was a pot of cold tea on the table. He poured himself a cup, picked it up, and took a sip.

"Master, I've come to tell you something."