The entire world was a Spirit Realm instance. So I had been living inside an instance all along... What difference was there between me and the NPCs inside an instance? Heh, perhaps there was no difference at all.
At first, Zhang Yuanqing found it hard to accept. He could not accept that he was actually an NPC living inside an instance. It felt like an insult to his very identity.
As a Spirit Realm Walker, as someone from the real world, he had always viewed the "ignorant and unenlightened" creatures within instances with a sense of superiority, from the perspective of a god.
Only now did he realize that the clown had been himself all along.
But considering that he himself was the villain, becoming an NPC was no longer something so difficult to let go of.
Before gods, mortals were merely lowly lifeforms that could be created on a whim. What difference was there between NPCs in instances and wild humans?
Yet that strange feeling still lingered in his heart.
Wasn't it said that non-Spirit Realm items could not be brought into instances... Zhang Yuanqing gave a self-mocking smile. "I understand now. You used the origin of the universe as the core and divine sparks as auxiliaries to create the Spirit Realm. This planet is also within the Spirit Realm. If the evil gods want to sabotage the order faction's plan, they must invade the Spirit Realm."
It was precisely the Spirit Realm's protection that allowed mortals like them to survive while surrounded by evil gods.
At that point, he seemed to recall something and frowned.
"But wasn't the Spirit Realm a modern creation?"
He had seen it in the murals on the bronze tree: divine power had come from meteors falling from the sky, and evil had also