I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

"The heroes of this world are truly as numerous as carp crossing a river!"

That string of eighteen mysterious numbers did indeed make him humble and prudent, but upon further reflection, he felt that it all made perfect sense.

The fact that the first hero was able to cross over suggests that this world already has a passage connecting to other worlds, or at least some kind of power capable of crossing world barriers.

The spatial fluctuations he himself experienced during his time travel could be detected by the academy headmaster, let alone a god.

It would be strange if the Goddess of Life, as the oldest deity in the world, didn't notice this.

He may have even encountered the other world more than once.

The technology of that translucent sphere capable of scanning ID card codes far surpasses the magic system of this world, and may even be more advanced than the current technological level of Earth. It must be one of His gains.

Perhaps this goddess of life has also visited those worlds that also have "gods," and communicated or competed with them.

Ji Tian felt that this trip was worthwhile, as the shock it brought him was no less than seeing someone use magic for the first time.

Since his transmigration, he has seen far too much, and to say that he is "unrivaled among his peers" is no exaggeration; he is somewhat proud of himself.

But when those eighteen digits came out, it was like a bucket of cold water being poured over my head.

If a life goddess who is still asleep is so alive, what about other local gods?

The waters of this world are much deeper than he imagined.

but……

That's more like it!

In the struggle for supremacy, how can one succeed without formidable opponents?

Life (Goddess's Relic) Forbidden Zone, (Pseudo) Ultimate Imperial Weapon...

I think this world could also be called "Western Fantasy Burial Emperor Star"!

"Master, what are you daydreaming about?" Lilith's curious voice came from the side. "Aren't we going inside?"

Ji Tian pulled himself out of his thoughts and turned his attention back to the open entrance in front of him.

"Walk."

He took the lead and stepped across the rippled curtain of light.

The other three followed closely behind.

The gray-white void suddenly gained color the moment his foot touched the ground.

Beneath their feet was a very thin layer of water, each step creating tiny ripples, as if the entire space was breathing around their footsteps.

Ahead, a road paved with translucent light strips meandered forward, with countless fragments of light and shadow floating on both sides: some were trees, some were buildings, and some resembled broken stars.

Lilith followed cautiously behind, her boots lightly touching the water's surface, creating ripples that spread outwards. She whispered, "Master, what are these fragments?"

Ji Tian's gaze fell on a fragment, in which the outline of an ancient tree illuminated by moonlight was vaguely reflected, its branches and leaves swaying gently in the wind. "According to the demigod in the lake, this should be the goddess's memory."

Ophelia raised her hand and lightly touched a fragment that floated past her. The moment her fingertips touched the edge, a blurry image flooded into her consciousness:

She saw a silver-haired woman walking barefoot in the forest, her hair adorned with tiny white flowers, and tender shoots sprouting from the soil wherever she went.

Tender buds sprout, leaves unfold, flowers bloom, and fruits ripen, in an endless cycle, like a season that has been accelerated countless times.

She withdrew her hand, her gaze falling on the constantly shifting light and shadow: "These memories... are flowing like a river."

Ji Tian also reached out and touched the nearest fragment.

The moment my fingertips touched it, I saw the silver moon hanging high in the sky, and a forest I had never seen before was bathed in a pale purple glow.

A silver-haired woman sat barefoot on a blue stone by the stream, holding a crystal-clear, prismatic crystal in her hand, with tiny points of light inside the crystal swirling like a starry river.

She stared at the crystal for a long time, then spoke softly in a language that Ji Tian had never heard before but could inexplicably understand:

"...So there are other worlds after all."

The image disappeared.

Ji Tian reached out and touched the second piece.

A colossal dragon, entirely black and three times the size of the Crimson Dragon of the sect, was roaring madly on the banks of the lava river, its scales shimmering with a dark red light.

The silver-haired woman stood before the dragon, holding a branch that shimmered with emerald light in her hand.

She casually tossed the branch at the other person, and the branch sprouted new buds the moment it touched the scales, using the other person's body as nourishment to grow rapidly.

The black dragon struggled for a long time, causing the surrounding mountains to collapse and the lava to gush out, as if it wanted to burn the tree, but it was completely useless. In the end, it slowly lowered its head and closed its eyes.

The moment the third fragment melted at my fingertips, my vision was engulfed by a blinding white light.

When the white light faded, Ji Tian found himself suspended above a massive rift valley.

The rift valley was bottomless, and the rock walls on both sides were covered with dark red crystals that were radiating a scorching heat.

Strange creatures are churning at the bottom of the rift valley.

The thing had no fixed shape; it was like a mixture of lava and shadow compressed to the extreme, with countless struggling faces vaguely visible in the bubbles that constantly bulged and collapsed on its surface.

With each movement, the rock walls on both sides of the rift valley expand outwards by several feet, and the earth cracks and sinks beneath it, as if it is swallowing up the land itself.

A silver-haired woman stood on the edge of the rift valley, her bare feet resting on a rock that had been heated to a reddish-brown color, yet her skirt remained perfectly still amidst the heat.

She looked down at the expanding dark red mass, shook her head and whispered, "You've eaten too much; you've hollowed out this land."

The mass of matter writhed even more violently, and countless dark red tentacles emerged from the rift and spread toward her, as if to devour her.

She sighed, raised her right hand, and a seed fell from her palm.

The seed was only the size of a fingernail, and was entirely emerald green. The moment it fell, it began to swell, sprout, branch out, and unfurl its leaves, like a life miracle compressed countless times.

It passed through the scorching air of the rift, through the tentacles protruding from the mass of matter, and fell straight to the bottom of the rift.

The moment the seed touched the dark red substance, countless emerald green roots burst forth from the seed, piercing into the substance like a torrential rain.

boom--!

The mass of matter emitted a low, muffled roar, like the groan of a dying beast.

It began to shrink at a visible speed, the bubbles on the surface burst one after another, and the struggling faces gradually blurred and disappeared, eventually merging completely into the spreading emerald green root system.

The dark red light at the bottom of the rift valley quickly faded, replaced by a faint emerald green glow.

Those roots penetrate deep into the rock walls and the earth, like countless threads stitching up a wound, slowly pulling the rocks on both sides of the rift valley together until the rift valley is completely closed, leaving only a shallow green ridge on the surface, like an old scar covered by new grass and trees.

The silver-haired woman withdrew her hand and turned to leave.

Is this the oldest god in the world? He's on a completely different level from the powerful beings of his time.

Ji Tian moved his fingers away from that fragment and reached out to grab the next one.