Wang Ping cultivated once during those ten shichen, then observed the faith world manifested by the Divine Kingdom with Yulian. The countless consciousnesses within the Divine Kingdom were indeed beneficial for stabilizing humanity.
The faith spirituality it produced flowed like a gentle stream, forming a long river of faith within the Divine Kingdom. The devout prayers of those believers intertwined into a net, building a pure and stable spiritual world.
With half an hour remaining until the appointed time, Wang Ping used the Communication Token to connect to the projection space ahead of time. Perhaps because he was too far from the communication device, when he entered the projection space, aside from the seven seats around him, the other areas could no longer manifest in his consciousness.
What surprised Wang Ping was that Tiangong had arrived in the projection space before him. Seeing Wang Ping appear, he said with a genial smile, "I've had some spare time lately. Yuanwu is preparing to head beyond the Outer Realm, and I don't even have anyone to play chess with, so I came here first to take a look."
By the end, his tone carried a hint of talking to himself. "I remember when we built this place, we played chess with them while imagining the prospect of opening up the universe. Back then, every one of us was full of confidence in the future."
"Yet even though we attained the True Lord fruition, we still could not escape time's erosion. It is like poison, contaminating our consciousness and Physical Bodies every moment. We gradually forgot our original aspirations, leaving only the embarrassment of struggling on at death's door."
Wang Ping did not know why this man had suddenly said such things, but listening in silence could never be wrong. Thus, after cupping