Time flew by.
In the Great Desolate World, years went uncounted.
Wenren Sheng watched the Da Qian Dynasty beneath his feet grow ever more prosperous and flourishing.
Its Civilization had already rapidly surpassed the modern civilization of his previous life.
After all, this was an era where wishes came true...
It was like Yu Gong moving mountains. As long as one truly set one's heart on it, Heaven would help move the mountain away the next day.
That was the power of the heart.
Naturally, people now called this era the "Golden Age."
Or rather, humanity's "Dream Era."
Whatever one imagined, one could have.
Whatever one wanted, it would come.
The only restriction was that one had to obey the laws.
But then again, this was not a restriction for humanity.
It was protection.
Almost everyone knew that without it, the Great Desolate World would absolutely not be a Golden Age for humanity. It would be the Age of Food.
An era when they were treated as food.
In fact, even in the Tang Dynasty after the Human Race had risen to prominence, humans were still treated as food by great demons and devils.
They ate them whenever they wanted.
Even Li Shimin, an emperor, had been casually toyed with in the palms of gods and demons.
He possessed none of the majesty or dignity of a human king.
They had completely forgotten that in ancient times, saints had all attained the Dao through the Human Race.
The Three Sovereigns of Humanity had been beings comparable to saints.
And the Human Race of today was indeed extraordinarily prosperous.
Especially in the wide variety of entertainment, which had become immensely abundant and was already close to being developed to its utmost limit.
It was quite easy for people to cultivate into