769. Great Chang

Zhang Fan was not the first unlucky soul Wu Ming had probed for memories.

In fact, because of his status, he was the last of this group Wu Ming had targeted.

And Wu Ming's guess had been right. As their leader, Zhang Fan—and the Sorcerer—had given him the most information.

As Wu Ming pieced together the fragments, the map of a nation as vast as an Eastern Dragon gradually took shape before him.

It was a centralized empire, much like the Great Zhou World in its general character, though with a few subtle differences.

The most obvious difference was its size!

Continent of Seer, which Wu Ming ruled, was already vast, with a population approaching ten million. In ancient times, it might just about have qualified as an empire.

But over there, it barely measured up to a few counties!

The territory of the entire Eastern Empire was more than ten times the size of Continent of Seer—and that didn't even include the New Continent colonies still being developed.

Compared with it, Wu Ming realized, his Continent of Seer had truly become little more than an island.

That Eastern nation was called Chang!

The Great Chang Empire!

It was an empire where the divine way flourished to its utmost. All manner of True Gods dwelled there, each wielding unimaginable divine powers and frequently intervening in the mortal world.

Above all the True Gods stood eight unfathomable Sovereigns. They had no fixed forms, yet their churches were the most powerful. Regarded as incarnations of the highest laws, they were collectively known as the Eight Sovereigns: Heaven, Earth, Yin, Yang, Sun, Moon, War, and the Four Seasons!

"No fixed forms, yet they're supreme?"

Wu Ming murmured.

Ever since the Cosmic Promotion, he had felt the limits of what this world could bear