Ling Ping'an stood in the void with his hands behind his back.
He looked at the fragmented world beneath him.
It was called Bai Yuan.
It was a fragment of the Mountain Sea Great World.
Due to various reasons, it drifted to the world he was in.
In the end, it fell into his hands and became the laboratory for his creation.
"Bai Yuan …" He sighed and waved his hand. A tomb that was buried deep in this world rose up from Bai Shui Mountain.
The ancient tomb was dignified and had the might of an emperor lingering around it.
The might of an emperor was like the sea, vast and impenetrable!
The might of an emperor was like a prison, deep and unapproachable!
It made people feel awe when they looked at it!
Ling Ping'an felt the might and sighed, "If that great emperor was at his peak, he would probably not be inferior to an outer god!"
The so-called outer gods were actually the embodiment of the laws of the universe.
There were innate outer gods.
When a universe was destroyed, the remaining embers did not disappear.
The resentment of all kinds of lives before the destruction of the universe lingered.
Thus, over time, there were terrifying lives that were born from such embers and resentment.
This was the innate outer god.
This was how the ancestor of the evil, Abhoros, was born.
There were innate, and of course, there were postnatal outer gods.
To become an outer god in the old days, they needed to corrode a world with basic laws.
Then, they would constantly torture the living beings in that world.
It would make them see hope and fall into despair.
It would go on and on.
In the end, the entire world would be completely corroded and merged.
That was how most Outer Gods came to be.
This was also the source of the strength of the outer gods.
Anyone who faced the outer gods was facing a broken and painful universe/world.
Even if they only saw a drop in the ocean.
Those who witnessed it would also be instantly corroded and distorted by the power of the outer gods!
And outside of the outer gods, there were naturally some powerful existences that had the power to contend against the outer gods.
The emperor's might that Ling Ping'an felt now was one of the terrifying existences.
He felt the majestic emperor's might that surged over.
He couldn't help but be curious.
He gently stretched out his hand and turned into a huge invisible object that lifted the ancient tomb.
The tomb gently separated, revealing the ancient coffin buried inside.
It was a sarcophagus.
A simple sarcophagus.
The dead buried in the sarcophagus had long turned into a handful of yellow soil.
However, the divine origin buried inside did not dissipate for a long time. Instead, it condensed into a flame.
If it was an ordinary person, it would be impossible for them to discover the existence of those flames.
Because this was a legacy left behind by the person buried in the coffin for his descendants!
Only when a descendant of his bloodline approached him would the flame be activated.
From there, a ritual that had been set in place long ago would be activated.
They passed on the power and abilities of their ancestors to their descendants.
Unfortunately …
The person in the coffin would never be able to wait for his descendants to come and receive his inheritance.
Because the Mountain Sea Realm was soon being torn apart by the increasingly intense war of destruction.
It shattered into countless pieces.
Fortunately, Ling Ping'an had a supreme divine ability now.
There was nothing he couldn't do.
Even if there were, as long as he was a little smarter, he would be able to solve it.
The secret of the person in the coffin had not reached that stage yet!
Because he was not the Great Emperor.
He was only the son of a Great Emperor!
A Crown Prince!
And it was a dead Crown Prince!
Therefore, Ling Ping'an only held it lightly.
A flame jumped out of the coffin and landed on his palm.
He looked at the flames.
The pale white flame was warm to the touch, like a spoonful of porridge that had just been bought from a breakfast shop.
There seemed to be something in the flames.
It was a star!
Horn, Kang, Root, Fang, Heart, Tail, Basket!
The seven constellations of the Azure Dragon!
Thus, the seven stars shone.
The pale white flame was like a small and exquisite azure dragon, surrounding Ling Ping'an's palm.
It seemed to be fawning on him, but also seemed to be saying something.
Ling Ping'an looked at it and laughed.
He remembered the murals he had seen in the tomb when his creations had discovered it.
"So you are the descendant of Zhurong, the son of Di Gaoyang!"
The flame that lingered in his palm spun.
In his palm, two small ancient words were left.
Kunwu!
Ling Ping'an nodded and said, "There is Mount Baishui, where the white water comes out and gives birth to the White Abyss, where the master of Kunwu bathed!"
Without a doubt, this world was the White Abyss.
The shattered Great Wilderness White Abyss!
The Great Wilderness Country that Kunwu protected!
The Country of Bofu was the vassal of the High Sun Clan.
That was a great God Clan!
There were many Great Emperors!
Unfortunately...
They were all gone!
In the entire High Sun God Clan, there was probably only one Azure Dragon Seven Constellation Fire left behind.
"I'll find you a good successor!" Ling Ping'an said, "I won't disgrace you!"
The small azure dragon transformed from the flame body was immediately grateful and bowed repeatedly.
Ling Ping'an casually put it away and kept it in his body.
He let it be nourished and have a chance to recover.
The moment the flame entered his body.
It immediately felt as if it had arrived in heaven!
But soon, it realized that this heaven was not peaceful at all.
Many pairs of malicious and terrifying eyes opened.
It couldn't afford to offend every tenant here!
Fortunately, these tenants didn't have any intentions of attacking it.
Those things only glanced at it and then closed their eyes.
The small flame instinctively landed in a secluded place.
It obediently learned from the other tenants and tried its best to restrain its aura, carefully inhaling and exhaling the almost endless innate psionic energy here.
Because...
Not only were there tenants here, but there were also guards.
Each and every one of them bared their fangs and brandished their claws. They were aggressive and insufferably arrogant guards.
They came with a roar, and went away with a roar.
Anyone who did not abide by the rules here would only have one outcome -- being swallowed alive!
… …
Ling Ping'an let go slightly.
The ancient tomb slowly descended.
It returned to the White Water Mountain where it was buried.
"The Azure Dragon Seven Constellation Fire..." he nodded, "It barely qualifies for Aunt to use as a foundation!"
The Azure Dragon Seven Constellation Fire was the fire of the stars.
It was also the fire of Yimu.
It mainly grew hair and could grow from a drop of fire to a prairie fire.
Moreover, Yimu was a subordinate.
Just like how vines would wrap around a big tree.
This meant that there would be another chance to choose in the future.
Of course...
Most importantly, this fire was passed down from the High Sun Clan.
And it was a divine fire that had undergone many decays.
Even ordinary people could bear it.
It wasn't like other messy things that had all kinds of side effects.
Moreover, it had a bright future.
The High Sun Clan...
It was the Celestial Emperor!
It was equivalent to an outer god.
He put away the Azure Dragon Seven Constellation Fire.
Ling Ping'an lowered his head and looked at the countless' children 'on the vast land.
The things he had created.
The insects found in the White Abyss Wasteland were nurtured step by step into the 'Zerg Race'.
They were also the protagonists of his story.
Now, these insects had grown big and fat.
They had already grown the hard shell and sharp forelimbs of the alien.
Many new variants had appeared.
There were corrosive self-exploding bugs.
It was a one-time creation like a ball.
Their stomachs were filled with the lethal corrosive blood of the alien.
Once they encountered an attack, they would immediately explode and spray out a strong corrosive jet stream in a radius of more than ten meters.
Even a tank could be melted in an instant.
There were also assassin-type lurking bugs.
They were strong and agile.
Most importantly, they hatched quickly.
They could hatch a larva in a few seconds and complete the metamorphosis in a few minutes.
Moreover, they consumed very few resources.
Each of them was the size of a hound.
But they were the same as the alien.
They were quick-witted, agile, and shared each other's vision through the hive consciousness.
The more there were, the higher their intelligence.
It was simply the first choice for large-scale assaults and consumption.
As long as a few self-exploding bugs were added to it.
The fortress guarded by the modern army could also be taken down!
There were also huge fortress-like individuals.
Each of them was several meters tall and weighed up to three tons.
They were dressed in heavy armor. These heavy armor could probably withstand ordinary small-caliber cannons.
It was the first choice for attacking.
And in the middle of these bugs.
The mother nest had already developed to the size of a small mountain.
This was already the fourth generation of the mother nest.
Ling Ping'an examined his creations.
He already knew that this was his practice work.
It was also a kind of risk hedging operation.
In order not to make him too smart.
He could only let some bad things overflow from his body and let these little guys bear it.
In the past, the value of the things that overflowed from his body was too low.
Therefore, these little guys were not affected much.
But now...
As he became smarter...
These things would be affected more and more.
So...
They had to become stronger as soon as possible.
This was to prevent him from accidentally twisting all of them into creatures that weren't made of flesh and blood.
That wouldn't be good.
If he lost the Zerg race, a race that could withstand the things that overflowed from his body at this stage.
Then the things on his body would definitely be leaked to reality.
If he was not careful, he might distort a city.
It was very likely that he would wake up after a nap.
The next day, he discovered that Jiangcheng City had been accidentally distorted by him into another time and space, another world.
This was still the best outcome.
In the worst situation.
The entire Earth had to consider the matter of passing the fire.
Thus, he looked at the little cuties in front of him.
Listening to the intimate hissing of these little guys.
"Let me take you to a new world..."
"I found some 'good friends' for you..."
"You have to learn from them!" Ling Ping'an said.
Behind him, his butler had already opened the door for him.
A huge door of light.
Behind the door of light was a new world.
It was a desert.
It was full of cactus and yellow sand was everywhere.
The elemental creatures roaming about on the surface of the ground were randomly bumping into each other.
… …
Silithus.
Sylvanas had led her army of Sun Elves to this desert ruins for many days.
The Sun Elves marched with unprecedented decisiveness and determination.
It shocked the entire Azeroth.
Whether it was the alliance or the tribe, they didn't know what these new former Highborne Elves who called themselves Sun Elves were going to do.
They only knew.
Under the command of the Sun Queen.
The three thousand expedition team of the Sun Elves killed people and gods along the way!
The fleet of the Alliance, the Wolf Cavalry of the tribe...
They all became souls under the rain of arrows of the Sun Elves.
Even a few of the Burning Legion's demons were killed by them.
For a moment, all the forces were dumbfounded.
That was because Cirvanas had issued an announcement.
"We only want to go to Silithus!"
"Anyone who obstructs our great cause will be the enemy of all Sun Elves!"
"If our goal cannot be achieved..."
"Then..."
"We will destroy this world!"
"Because... a world that obstructs us from completing our mission has no value in existence!"
Azeroth was in an uproar.
Not only the alliance, but the tribe was also dumbfounded.
A force that talked about destroying the world?
Naturally, all the parties were criticizing them.
But in the end, no one dared to obstruct them anymore.
However, all the parties also tightened their surveillance.
Not only the tribe and the alliance.
Catastrophe, Burning Legion...
Even the Black Dragon Legion sent out experts to keep an eye on the Sun Elves' every move.
When Sylvanas led her expedition team, they finally arrived at Silithus.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Because after the Sun Elves entered Silithus, they began to kill.
The Twilight Hammer?
Kill!
The Cenarion Circle?
Warning, if they didn't listen after warning, kill!
Except for those unintelligent elemental creatures.
Any living creature in Silithus was either chased out or killed in the wilderness of Silithus.
The Twilight Hammer suffered a destructive blow.
The Cenarion Circle was also forced to withdraw from Silithus.
Only some Legendary experts relied on magic to monitor these Sun Elves, who were 'crazy' in the eyes of others, from afar.
No one knew why these sharp-eared elves ran thousands of miles to this barren place.
Did they want to compete with the Qiraji insectoids behind the beetle wall?
Or had these guys changed their faith to C'thun?
Were they planning to release that evil god?
But looking at their posture, it didn't seem like it.
The Sun Elves only occupied the key points and surrounded the beetle wall.
People could only see the Queen of the Sun Elves.
The former Ranger General led her Queen's Guards and patrolled day and night.
The Alliance had once sent Sylvanas' sister, Wenresa, to ask these former Highborne Elves what was wrong with them?
In the end, Wenresa never returned.
Soon, she was discovered that the youngest daughter of the Windrunner family had become a member of the Sun Elves.
And she was given the title of Crown Princess.
The future Queen of the Sun Elves!
At this moment, Sylvanas, along with his sister and most of the Sun Elves, gathered in front of the beetle wall.
Cirvanas said to his sister, "Aren't you curious?"
"You'll understand soon..."
"The reason we became what we are today..."
"That great, immortal, holy power!"
Wenresa looked at her sister.
She felt the boiling power of the sun in her sister's body.
She understood that it was an invincible power.
It was comparable to the destructive power of Archimonde!
It was also something she had always been curious about.
How did her sister become so powerful in such a short time?
And her clansmen.
Now, every single one of the Sun Elves had incredible power.
They drew power from the power of the sun.
They were growing rapidly.
Wenresa did not even doubt that in ten or twenty years, all the forces in Azeroth, even the Burning Legion and the Scourge Legion, might not be able to defeat the Sun Elves.
Now, after hearing her sister's words, Wenresa asked without batting an eyelid, "Sister, you mean …"
"That's right!" Sylvanas' beautiful hair fluttered high in the air.
Her long hair, dyed by the power of the sun, was as resplendent as gold.
Her eyes flickered with a fanaticism that scared Wenresa.
"Our Lord..."
"The invincible Immortal Great Lord..."
"He is going to lower himself and come to a small world like ours..."
"What an honor this is!"
"What kind of glory is this!"
Wenresa was shocked when she heard this.
Many bad memories and legends appeared in her heart.
In pursuit of power, Azshara summoned the Burning Legion and caused the explosion of the Well of Eternity.
The Wings of Death, eroded by the whispers of the ancient gods, fell from a guardian to the Wings of Death today.
The same was true for Medivh.
He single-handedly led the Door of Darkness.
Now...
Was something like this going to happen to the Windrunner family?
She was about to stop and persuade her sister.
Cirvanas had already turned his head back.
Her beautiful face had an incomparably brilliant smile. "I know what you want to say."
"My dear sister..."
"But you don't know the great existence that we serve and worship …"
"My dear sister..."
"Look!" She raised her head with incomparable fanaticism.
"Witness the immortality and holiness of the great existence we serve!"
Wenresa raised her head.
The sky of Silithus was already filled with stars at some point in time.
Yet, there was still the sun shining.
The stars shone brightly and connected into one.
Vaguely, one could hear the stars singing.
Singing about the master of the stars, the creator of the universe.
The immortal... omniscient... omnipotent... master!
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