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Sìxiàng's consciousness plunged into chaos.

In a trance, sitting cross-legged floating in the air with eyes tightly shut, it seemed to "see" another self.

Through its gaze, one could see naivety, confusion, and ferocity.

Like a proud and aloof wolf cub.

Sìxiàng raised its hand, and the another self across seemed to raise arm too...

This is the past.

To become a god, one must confront their past.

Identifying with one's past self is "soul-searching."

Every god's scene of soul-searching during their ascension is utterly distinct.

But the ultimate answer is always the same: acknowledging oneself!

By reconciling one's past with their present selves and achieving agreement, one can genuinely permeate reality, henceforth detached from the mundane world, becoming a deity that upholds the Divine Country.

At this level, time has lost its effect on Him; only the Law and higher forces can influence a god.

This is also why deities are exalted above, and mortals cannot withstand them.

Unless one masters the Power of Laws, mere flesh has no effect on gods.

As for self-acknowledgment...

Sìxiàng never doubted the journey it has taken, firmly believing in all its choices.

The deity it became is also a complete, unique, and consistently true self.

"I am who I am."

"I have no regrets."

"I believe in all the choices I have made."

"I... have no regrets!"

Behind the cross-legged Sìxiàng in the dark starry sky, brilliant stars sporadically appeared.

The stars existed only briefly, then imploded inward, compressing into a tiny point.

Subsequently, this point rapidly expanded, transforming into a spinning black hole.

From a distance, stars continuously fell and reborn.

In the Divine Country behind Sìxiàng, amidst endless darkness, stars representing hope occasionally materialized, only to quickly collapse into black holes symbolizing despair.

This is a darkness even more despairing than pure darkness.

When the scene of stars being born and falling becomes cyclical, the scenery of the Divine Country is engraved.

The chant from the Divine Country reverberated through the Exotic Region.

Boom!!!

A column of light shot straight into the sky.

Deep within the northern glaciers, within the deep layers of ice, a snow-white palace lightly trembled, the consciousness in the depths of the Temple trying to awaken, yet suppressed by the world, forced to continue its deep slumber, leaving only its palace to resonate with the newly born Divine Country.

And it didn't stop there; across the vast northern tundra, deep caverns leading to the depths of the earth, slumbering Behemoths atop glaciers, and numerous human tribal camps within snow tents...

All sensed that overwhelming pressure.

"Who has ascended to godhood." An iceberg erupted the Snowfall Cascade, cascading snow waves shaking off, the entire mountaintop instantly soaring into the air, the splendid sun shining upon a gigantic ice dragon spiraling above the sky like prisms, its Dragon Scales reflecting the sunlight.

"I have waited sixteen thousand years, hoping for a chance, but alas..."

The ancient ice dragon, emitting an aura of twilight, let out a long, melancholy sigh, then flew towards the direction where the Divine Country was elevated.

Even in death, it wanted to have a glimpse.

There are many like it from the era of gods that have survived to this day, generally all hiding in the remote corners of the Exotic Region, where the suppression is minimal. They believe that as long as they spend most of their time in deep slumber, they can avoid the suppression.

But the suppression of the era is too terrifying, everyone has underestimated its effects, even though it spends almost all of its time asleep, its life essence has severely ebbed away over these ten thousand years.

Now it looks strong on the outside, but its life essence is already very aged.

To ascend to godhood... there's no hope.

The Ice Dragon wanted to see who in this era could step onto the Divine Rank and be the first to ignite the Divine Fire.

From afar, the Ice Dragon caught a glimpse of the huge black celestial body of the Starfall Divine Country, a vast divine might emanating from the celestial body.

"What a powerful Divine Country," the Ice Dragon was fascinated.

It had witnessed gods ascend, lifting up Divine Countries, but that was more than ten thousand years ago.

The divine might of this Divine Country before it was far more vast than any it had seen before.

Feeling its life essence flickering like a candle in the wind, the ancient Ice Dragon could not help but rush toward the Divine Country like a moth chasing flames, heedless of the consequences.

Before it could get close, the mere remnants of the Divine Country's power slowed down the ancient Ice Dragon's speed. It opened its mouth and howled, "Look at me, look at me."

As it drew closer, the light around it dimmed, and the head of the ancient Ice Dragon seemed to enter a certain realm, an invisible force acting upon its body.

This Divine Rank Ten ancient Ice Dragon burst into a cloud of blood mist with a loud pop.

Under the pull of an invisible force, the blood mist gradually separated and merged into the Divine Country.

At the core of the Divine Country, Sìxiàng was sitting cross-legged, crushing a Divine Rank Ten Ice Dragon with the Divine Country, no different from swatting a mosquito.

At this moment, Sìxiàng was oblivious to this, for it had already entered a more critical moment.

A thin layer of golden flames rose from its body surface, growing denser with the passage of time, eventually turning into a raging inferno that enveloped its entire body.

The form of Sìxiàng became blurred, its face chaotic, with only two beams of golden light piercing through the chaos.

The body of the Wolf God was taken out, its massive corpse laid across the Divine Country. Even though the body was torn and shattered, a strong life force wove throughout it.

The body of the Wolf God was ground up and turned into a roaring torrent merging into the Divine Country.

"With your flesh, turned into my nourishment for ascension," Sìxiàng's eyes were dark.

In the original spot where the Wolf God's crushed body lay, a dazzling point of golden light suddenly burst forth,

A fleeting vision of a divine land could be seen.

But in a moment, it was shattered into specks of starlight, merging into the dark depths of the Divine Country, forming stars in the sky.

These stars were born, destroyed, and collapsed, black holes formed.

The Divine Country surrounding Sìxiàng gained a more "true" reality.

The accumulated essence of the Wolf God over countless years, all the matter accumulated inside the Divine Country, was turned into Sìxiàng's foundation.

"Can it still absorb nourishment?" Chen Xing's voice appeared in Sìxiàng's mind.

"Master, it's enough. Although the divine powers of these few Divine Wars were mediocre, their accumulated foundation is solid, just purely weak," Sìxiàng's steady voice replied to Chen Xing.

"Master, which type of Divine Country would you like me to condense?" Sìxiàng inquired.

"Are there different types of Divine Country?"

"Master, there are two types of Divine Country. One is dependent on the world, the advantage being that the internal consumption of the Divine Country is provided by the world, the disadvantage being that it cannot be moved unless under special circumstances."

"The other type is a Divine Country within the body, with the advantage that the Divine Country can move freely with the god, but the disadvantage is that it has high consumption and cannot be used for a long duration."

After hearing Sìxiàng's explanation, Chen Xing thought for a moment, to put it simply, the first type would be like letting the world, this big capitalist, invest in it, with the god acting as a shareholder whose shares would be diluted, but the benefit is depending on this major shareholder, as long as not hated by the world, there would generally be no impact.

The second type is like starting an independent venture, the benefit being independence, but the drawback is that cash is insufficient, the company size small, making it difficult to expand and grow.

"The second kind," without much hesitation, Chen Xing chose the second method.

Firstly, he is not a person of the Exotic Region, secondly, he felt that the influence of the world on the Divine Country is definitely not that simple, once the world suppresses, the ancient divine beings of the Exotic Region almost all fell into silence.

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