Those villagers would devote themselves to developing the new world. In twenty years, he would have a vast army of temple priests, forming the foundation for all-out war.
"My preparations still aren't sufficient. I need to delay this Investiture of Gods War for more than fifty years before I can finish arranging the entire situation."
The Divine Body silently calculated, its plans for the future growing ever clearer, every stage laid out before it.
Li Qing's Divine Body silently sighed. "In the end, this is still a rushed deployment. I can only watch and act as I go."
At this time, his incarnations were everywhere throughout the Blue Light Demon Domain, advancing the plan on every front.
But even so, it would still take decades for everything to truly take root.
"Ah, this road is difficult indeed."
Li Qing's Divine Body silently monitored the overall situation, turning its gaze toward the incarnation of the Lord of War.
The Western Divine Continent had suffered the least damage in the previous earthquake.
The land was filled with deserts and oases, with scarcely any mountains to be seen.
All the buildings were made from desert sand and soil, wood, and special binding materials, and most stood only one story tall.
Such buildings had suffered the least damage in this relatively mild earthquake.
An oasis spanning roughly ten li—this was an oasis belonging to the Wind and Rain Kingdom.
At this moment, the Lord of War was quietly cultivating believers here.
As fate descended into chaos, the Lord of War once more began his original plan.
He first contacted the upper ranks of the Wind and Rain Kingdom, secretly bestowing wondrous weapons upon them that allowed them to unleash strength far beyond that of ordinary humans in battle.
Power had always been easy to