Sword Forging Manor, Postwar Meeting

The Chronicle of Ages had always been the greatest graveyard of spatial divine artifacts.

Spatial divine artifacts could not be nested inside one another.

Ning Zheng therefore could not take the Chronicle of Ages with him, nor did he dare bring it back to Sword Forging Manor. He decided to establish a temporary base within the boundaries of the Offering Tomb.

The Progenitor Demon God's stronghold!

Speaking of which, Offering Tomb itself had always been too lazy to build anything, lest it invite gossip.

If he controlled Offering Tomb and made something of it, everyone under heaven would discover that the ownerless Offering Tomb had been secretly spirited away by some blond-haired brat.

He absolutely would not expose such a weakness.

But now, he could take up residence beside Offering Tomb as the Progenitor Demon God and build a faction.

And, while he was at it, dig up the ancient Human Emperors' ancestral graves.

Of course, he would wait until this storm had passed, wait a few days, and confirm that Xin Xichen would not come to steal his ancestral graves and reclaim his dignity.

Once he had stabilized himself, it would more or less be time to get started on the Chronicle of Ages!

Speaking of which, ever since the Magic Copper Mine had been eliminated, his Mountain Villa had not mined anything for a long time. Now, a new ancient super-mine had arrived.

Gold Miner, activate!

Sword Forging Manor.

In the square, the blacksmiths carried little stools over and sat in orderly rows, staring at the scenes in their eyes with incomparable excitement.

"What a scene. It really leaves you wanting more."

"I'm going to watch it again in a little while."

Standing at the center of the storm and under the gaze of all, Ning Zheng found