Lifespan Has Its Flaws

"This universe really is quite wondrous after all."

Li Qing looked at his sandbox universe, a strange yet familiar feeling enveloping his heart.

He had become the true ruling emperor of the universe, the Creator God of this universe!

From the perspective of myths and legends, he was the god of this era—Hongjun, ruling over an Era of Sages.

As far as the eye could see, everything was his realm. Looking down from above, all the heavens were his subjects.

Yet everyone had their own peak era of rule.

Even figures as minor as the Son of Heaven, Minis, and Atabia had once ruled over brilliant eras in their small worlds.

And powers as great as the Dark Matter Alliance and the Power Council had likewise ruled the eternal ages of the prehistoric universe.

They had once flourished in an era, leading humanity forward, only to be swallowed by the endless river of time.

Perhaps one day, he too would become the next Power Council, overthrown by those who came after.

"I still have to keep hiding. This era isn't peaceful, and the blueprint is only half complete."

He shook his head. "I have to keep completing the sandbox, creating species. First, the initial batch—the Thunder Ancient God and the Ancient God of Light—should be born."

Ancient Tree Era, Year 120.

A hundred years passed, and the ruins across the earth finally began to recover completely.

After the laws of the universe were initially restored, civilization entered an unbelievable golden age of authority!

Every day, new powerhouses ascended from the Myriad Worlds of the Lower Realm.

Meanwhile, the Innate Ancient Gods and innate divine artifacts—the three thousand "remote controls" that could be manipulated—had all vanished. The people of the era no longer possessed them.

Everyone in the world was an