Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
The sparks of firewood had already spread across the plains.
At the pilot sites throughout the Nine Continents, the kindling was burning, and its spread was already foreseeable.
Ning Zheng also realized that he had underestimated the historical significance of the kindling.
After all, no matter how powerful our various divine abilities were, strategically speaking, and in terms of advancing civilization, they could not match even a tenth of the kindling's effect.
"No wonder they chose Xin Xichen."
In the room beneath Sword Forging Manor, Ning Zheng sat cross-legged, constantly pondering.
During this period, Ning Jiaojiao and Sun Moon Su Yu Niang had already gone deep into the Ten Thousand Fathom Abyss. They had been hunting in the wild and grinding monsters everywhere, slaughtering those giant deep-sea Ember Calamity monsters, then stitching them together and studying how to piece together the organs of her True Dragon body.
They trained their combat skills and followed the traditional cultivator's path. Grinding monsters and hunting in the wild was practically an essential road.
The strong were all forged through slaughter.
Ning Zheng was the exception. His comprehension was relatively high.
Meanwhile, the blacksmiths were preparing a new city in the Chronicle of Ages, which would soon open to the public.
Ning Zheng himself had not been idle either.
Holding the Chronicle of Ages in his hand, he began studying this divine artifact.
After some time spent exploring it, together with the compatibility of his first life's body from the War of Man and God, he had completely mastered it.
Moreover, because he permanently maintained 500,000 Luck Value, Ning Zheng's senses were extremely sharp.
He sensed a terrifying little detail.
The Chronicle of Ages actually had a hidden backdoor.
He did not know which unscrupulous