As Lu PingAn lay in the coffin, he had no idea how long this hibernation would last, but instinct told him it would not be quick.
He would complete his reconstruction within the "Rebirth Nest," turning the power of his Magical Pets into his own while using the God of Extinction's materials to construct his new "humanoid template."
One or two months would be considered smooth sailing. Even taking half a year would be perfectly normal. If his luck was poor, it might take ten or even thirty years.
After all, this was true "god-forging."
Of course, there was a risk of failure, but Lu PingAn did not think he was likely to fail. His existence had long since become conceptualized; it was basically impossible for him to simply "dissolve in water." At most, the reassembly and reshaping would take a little longer.
Yet his slumber did not mean the entire affair was over.
More precisely, the outcome of the war had already been decided. Humanity had won, but no one knew how long it would take before complete victory could be declared.
"It'll be soon. It should be soon. The Space Rifts on Australia Main Island vanished along with Australia Main Island itself. Reinforcements from the Otherworld Invaders will have a hard time entering this world now."
Lu PingAn could rest, but the world's progress could not come to a halt.
New Gods, Otherworld Invaders, and Dragon Serpents—who knew how much longer this war would last?
And although the Space Rifts around Australia had disappeared, the planet's fundamental ascension had made its inhabitants stronger while also making it easier for the planet to draw the attention of other higher worlds, inviting new troubles.
Earth's natural barrier had yet to "heal." Naturally, it would draw all sorts of trouble. A