To establish a nation in his own name.
And use it to strengthen the effect of the [Emperor Sword].
Upon digging deeper, the potential of this divine artifact was even higher than that of some other divine artifacts. The Emperor Sword was a growth-type divine artifact... and what its growth was tied to was how much of an [Emperor] its wielder possessed.
It was related to the scale of his own empire.
After this thought spread outward, Lu Cang sensed feedback pouring in from every corner of the world in an endless stream.
This was still a chaotic age of turmoil.
The people of the world were still destitute and displaced; it was still an era where everyone feared for their own safety.
Ordinary people racked their brains just to make a living, just to survive.
In times of peace, high-level Class-changers were restrained by law and would not attack low-level Class-changers.
But in an age of chaos like this, there were not many places where such restraints existed.
And that was not even mentioning taking the initiative to attack.
Even the aftershocks spreading out from a battle between high-level Class-changers were more than low-level Class-changers could bear.
Even if they deliberately controlled themselves so as not to hurt civilians.
Their enemies, those Demonic Beasts.
They would not control whether their attacks accidentally injured humans or not.
In peaceful times, there were safe main cities and high-level Class-changers; even battles broke out inside dungeons, and only then could civilians be sheltered.
But in this era.
Who dared say they could shelter others?
Kingdoms like Loren were already few and far between.
And now that an existence capable of providing shelter had suddenly appeared, how could people not want to try, to grab hold of this life-saving straw...
Whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh,