The wildfires of war had swept across the entire continent. In the scorched earth left behind, time's comfort would nurture even more vigorous new shoots.
In the days that followed, every day brought earth-shaking changes. Territories expanded, while resistance weakened.
Fan Lang had never been so busy, personally overseeing all manner of affairs.
He needed to increase the number of subsystems, eliminate the rebels, formulate various new laws, and refine the gate of the Qi Ming.
There were simply too many matters to handle. Even though he could divide his attention and multitask, he was still run ragged, truly rising earlier than a rooster and sleeping later than one.
Changes were taking place in every respect, all moving toward the outcome Fan Lang wanted. This pleased him greatly.
War was bound to claim lives. Coupled with the previous battles, far too many people had died throughout the world. A saying quietly began spreading across the continent: this was God Vast Star's "Ninth Great Calamity," or simply the "Ninth Calamity."
Mystic Warriors were simply too powerful, and with demons and monsters wreaking havoc among mankind, God Vast Star had suffered many calamities throughout its history.
Only calamities with heavy casualties would be remembered forever and classified as Great Calamities.
God Vast Star had previously endured eight Great Calamities. This one was the ninth.
Fan Lang, Fan Sha, the Heavenly Dao, Demon Luo Tian... all of them had ridden the waves of this Great Calamity. Fan Lang in particular had run through the entire calamity. He was the source of it all, as well as its end.
How much longer this Great Calamity would last and how many more disasters it would bring remained unknown.
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