The world returned to peace.
The dragon of spiritual energy, which had roared due to the appearance of the World Chain, was about to dissipate when it was grabbed by a large hand and thrown into the Chaos Furnace.
"The fusion has finally begun!"
Logo's gaze fell upon the Chaos Furnace, and a joyful smile appeared on his face.
Within the raging, chaotic flames, the ancient arched bridge hummed and trembled as it disappeared into the Azure Lotus Platform, establishing a mysterious and unfathomable connection between the two.
A stream of profound Daoist mysteries, still beyond Logo's comprehension, flowed into the Azure Lotus Platform, causing its aura to rise continuously, and in an instant, it entered the level of Spirit Treasure.
"At this rate, in another hundred years, the Nirvana Tower will be upgraded to Nine-Star Miracle Divine Artifact."
"Ultimately, my strength is still too weak. If I were at my peak, I wouldn't even need to use the Fantasy Origin to activate the power of the Illusory and Real Prism. With my own alchemical skills and the Grandmaster-level Fire of Birth, I could have completed the fusion of the two!"
Logo sighed inwardly, but quickly cheered up, "I was being greedy. A mere hundred years, converted to the Astral Realm time, is only about a year. To obtain a Nine-Star Miracle Divine Artifact like this, I doubt anyone would believe it!"
"The Fantasy Origin is truly wondrous Unrivaled unparalleled. It deserves its unique power to activate the ' Eye of Truth.' Let me see how long my Fantasy Origin can continuously activate the Illusory and Real Prism."
With a smile on his face, Logo looked at the Fantasy Dimension again, then his expression froze.
Gazing at the Fantasy Origin that was almost visibly shrinking, even Logo, with his calm nature, nearly swore.
"Why isn't it disabled?"
His expression was incredibly complex, constantly shifting and shifting, a look that would almost never appear on Logo's face under normal circumstances.
It can only be said that the speed at which the power of the Fantasy Dimension's origin was being consumed was quite beyond his expectations.
"At this rate of consumption, the Fantasy Origin will be insufficient in about three years at most."
"By then, the Illusory and Real Prism, deprived of its energy source, will inevitably cease operation, the power of the chaotic flames will plummet, and the fusion process will be delayed by at least ten million times." Logo's face was gloomy. He could barely accept a hundred years, but if it were ten thousand years, that would truly be the death of him.
Converted to the Astral Realm years, that's over a hundred years. He's never lived that long in his life.
"We must find a way to increase the rate at Fantasy Origin is generated!"
"I need more Fantasy Plane, more Incense Votive Power..."
Logo's expression shifted, and he made a decision. "It seems we must unify the Mingguang Realm as soon as possible, while simultaneously conquering other Mortal Realm to spread our faith and collect offerings."
"Right now, we can first collect the incense money from the Mingguang Realm to increase the amount of Fantasy Origin as much as possible to alleviate the immediate crisis."
Three years passed in the blink of an eye, too short a time, forcing Logo to quicken his pace.
A stream of light shot out from between his eyebrows.
Not long after, Li Wushe transformed into a black light and fell to his knees.
Greetings, Lord.
"Go and collect all the incense money you can gather in the Mingguang Realm," Logo instructed.
"Yes, sir!" Li Wushe remained true to his usual style, always obeying Logo's orders without questioning the reasons behind them.
This is why Logo likes to have him run errands.
Although the brute might not be the brightest, his action-orientedness is undeniable.
Since everyone in the Mingguang Realm knew that Li Wushe had come in accordance with Logo's will, no one dared to stop him.
The collection of incense money went smoothly. In just three days, Li Wushe returned with a full load and respectfully handed a silver storage ring to Logo.
Upon opening the storage ring, mountains of money appeared before their eyes.
Copper coins, silver coins, gold coins.
The incense sticks, piled up in various colors, exuded a rich Incense Votive Power.
Logo's Divine Power swept over, all the incense money in his storage ring instantly transformed into long dragons that disappeared into his brow.
Fantasy Dimension.
Once the incense money entered, each Fantasy Plane immediately trembled and opened a vortex, frantically vying for the Incense Votive Power.
At the same time, strands of the Fantasy Origin were born as the Fantasy Plane grew.
When all the incense money was consumed, the total amount of the Fantasy Origin increased by about one-thousandth.
"The quantity is greater than I expected, which shows that the Incense Votive Power in this realm are not only purer than those in the Astral Realm, but also contain a more surging mysterious power."
A hint of joy flashed across Logo's face.
He didn't think that one-thousandth of the Fantasy Dimension was a small amount.
The sheer size of the Mingguang Realm is undeniable.
In addition, the area is vast and sparsely populated.
The only advantage compared to the Astral Realm is that any Spirit Refining cultivator, as long as they learn the Incense Votive Power Collection Method, can collect incense money.
Only through the accumulation of countless years can the Fantasy Origin increase by one-thousandth at once.
Otherwise, the meager amount of Incense Votive Power produced annually by the Mingguang Realm would be utterly insignificant.
"Another important reason is that most of the incense offerings did not turn into incense money, but were directly transmitted to the Divine Realm, or even the Saint Realm, through unseen channels, and absorbed by those with Great God!"
"The reason why those powerful beings and major forces in the Divine Realm establish branches in the lower realms, besides absorbing elite spiritual cultivators for their own use and replenishing their ranks with new blood, also has another purpose: to collect Incense Votive Power."
Logo's expression hardened slightly. "I need a massive amount of Incense Votive Power to sustain the consumption of the Fantasy Origin. Simply plundering incense money from other realms isn't enough; I also need to spread the faith extensively, destroying mountains and temples..."
"In doing so, over time, we will inevitably offend a large number of powerful forces in both the sacred and divine realms, as well as those with Great God."
"If I were a native life form of this realm, I might have been deterred by this. Unfortunately... I am an outsider, and not only do I have the Nine Lives Flower to protect me, but once the Nirvana Tower is fully upgraded, what can Dao Merging powerhouse do to me?"
"As for those high and mighty Heavenly Venerable, a few offerings are probably not worth their attention unless there's a continuous struggle for several eons."
"Moreover, this realm is also vast and boundless, containing countless realms within the Mortal Realm. The small amount of incense I seized might not even alarm Dao Merging expert, so at least for the time being, there should be no danger."
"In that case, let's stop holding back and get to work!"
A sharp glint flashed in Logo's eyes, and he no longer hesitated; he had already made his decision.
Yin Jiuyou acted swiftly, and under Logo's will, the peak experts of the Mingguang Realm, including Xuan Emperor, cooperated extremely well.
In less than a month, Black Tiger Mountain, which had been reduced to ruins, was restored and rebuilt with a series of magnificent palaces, creating a grand and imposing sight.
The capital city of the Great Yi Dynasty was completed.
Logo descended personally, picked up his brush and wrote the two characters ' Great Yi '. His mysterious and profound aura dazzled the surrounding experts, while also making them feel a chill in their hearts, secretly wondering just how unfathomable the Azure Emperor's cultivation had become.
Logo ignored his subordinates' wild thoughts. He stood above the capital, waved his hand, and the Heavenly Heart appeared, its profound Daoist sounds echoing endlessly, as strands of azure-gold divine light descended from the sky.
Those who were bathed in this divine light immediately felt their inner magical power surge and their spiritual light shine brightly. The cultivation problems they had not been able to understand before suddenly melted away, leaving no more shackles.
Even more plant spirits are born from the abundant spiritual energy of flowers, grasses, and trees, bowing towards the sky.
There were countless strange and wondrous sights.
Against the backdrop of these extraordinary phenomena, Logo once again affirmed the name of his country as Great Yi, announced the use of the Azure Emperor's calendar for dating, established the capital as ' Tianfu City ', and issued a series of decrees, appointing numerous officials.
Under his sacred authority, no one dared to defy him.
Even when Logo proposed that the people under the various forces change their faith, the same thing happened; no one knew what they were really thinking, and of course, Logo himself didn't care.
His gaze was never fixed on the people of the Mingguang Realm. To him, the Xuan Emperor and the others were not even opponents, but merely stepping stones.