King Xiang's ruins.
A ghostlike figure silently appeared here without anyone noticing, watching in silence.
This was a barren land rooted in the Middle Thousand World, the Heavenly Lotus Realm. The palaces, pavilions, and terraces of the past had all vanished, not even their foundations remaining. Only an endless expanse of yellow sand remained, devoid of the slightest spiritual spark, with Spiritual Qi so thin it was nearly nonexistent.
Who could have imagined that more than thirty million years ago, this place had been alive with birdsong and fragrant flowers, shrouded in white mist, gathering the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and fortune of countless realms—a foremost Immortal Path Holy Land among the Great Thousand World clusters?
The final and most violent struggle of human Dao fortune within this Great Thousand World cluster had taken place here.
Jiang Ding silently gazed upon this vast world of yellow sand.
"Kill! Kill!"
"Fight a hundred battles without regret!"
"You things no better than slaves dare enslave the overlords of the Endless Starry Sky? You are courting death!"
Threads of human Dao fortune rose into the air, revealing to him a scene from more than thirty million years ago.
An incomparably towering, incomparably mighty king, whose dominance crushed Heaven and Earth, stood within the starry sky. The hearts and fortune of over half the Great Thousand World cluster converged upon him, allowing him to establish a supreme Fortune Dynasty. He beat the first-generation Zhen Yue Heavenly King and the Great Sun Tathagata Future Buddha until they fled like wolves and scattered like pigs, running madly for their lives.
With the fortune of countless humans upon him and the hearts of countless billions of people upon him, all laws could not touch him as he swept across Heaven and Earth.
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