Crash.
At Sword Casting Manor, which had just witnessed that mysterious and mighty Divine Emperor ascend the throne, Ning Zheng switched off the spatial vortex projection opposite him, frowning slightly.
This scene had shaken Ning Zheng quite a bit.
What a textbook Divine Emperor's rise-to-power story.
Utterly classic, enough to become an eternal, undying myth a hundred million years from now.
Heaven and earth split open, Demon Gods invaded, a youth rose from humble dust, died and then revived, suffering countless ordeals to blaze a third path for the world.
After that, he sat on a meditation cushion and preached to all the Innate ancestor races of the origin world, becoming that Ancestor who opened up the great Dao of truth.
He spread his Techniques to the world; the ancestor of every race under Heaven became his disciple and believer.
And he overthrew the Demon Gods, establishing the grand and sacred Ancestor Era Dynasty.
