Di Jun painted a grand blueprint. At this moment, he felt he had already reached the threshold of ascending to the peak of divine life.
As long as he took one more step...
His radiance and splendor would be etched into ancient history and passed down through the ages!
"If I can just endure another stretch of the most arduous and turbulent years..."
The light in Chong Hua's doubled pupils brightened, then dimmed. Vast mountains and rivers reflected in his eyes. In the land of Eastern Yi, a seed was sprouting.
It was one he had planted himself—the alienation of the path forward for Human Dao. He was guiding it to lean toward him, striving to make it the leader of Human Dao.
"This flower of Divine Dao will eventually bloom and bear the fruit of my sacred path..."
After Wu Zhiqi withdrew on orders to carry out the same mobilization and prepare the troops for war, Chong Hua murmured in the royal court about the future he yearned for and pursued.
"Living beings will admire the scenery... gods... sacrifices... faith..."
"Perhaps one day, I can steal Heaven and replace the sun, twist the concept of Heavenly Dao in the minds of all living beings, and make myself its personified incarnation. I'll enjoy its benefits without becoming entangled in karma... Hong will still handle the actual work."
"This is the ultimate end of my path!"
Twisting the very concept of Heavenly Dao, invading and even altering the highest program of the Primordial World—in terms of judgment, was he the incarnation of Heavenly Dao? Or was Heavenly Dao a facet of his Dao nature?
Hong remained a laborer, while Di Jun greedily claimed Heaven's accomplishments for his own use.
Monopolizing, hijacking, hollowing out...
This was incredibly bold and greedy, yet it