Being able to eat one's fill, to survive—that alone was something to be thankful for.Only by living could one pursue the things they truly desired.
Everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion. Scouts had already been dispatched to monitor the valley entrance. At the first sign of disturbance, they would immediately report back. At this moment, Yi Tianxing finally had a moment to himself.
He found a large rock and sat down on it.
Raising his eyes to look around, the shock in his heart had yet to fade. In the sky hung a sun, radiating light in all directions—yet this sun was many times larger than the one they had known before.
"I wonder how Mom and Dad are doing right now. They were originally in an underground base. Given how sturdy the base was, they should've survived the initial phase of the Cataclysm. What happened afterward though, I can't be sure. If they did survive, then maybe they've become Heaven's Favored, blessed by fate. There are only two possibilities—either they were taken in by powerful cultivators or immortal sects, or they were scattered across some region of this new land."
Truthfully, Yi Tianxing sincerely hoped his parents had been taken in by an immortal sect. Compared to the chaotic and almost barbaric state of the outside world, the sects were clearly much safer. If they grew up within one, their development would be much smoother. At least in the early stages, they'd be safe.
As Heaven's Favored, born with immense fortune, they would be highly protected by the sects who sought to enhance their own destiny by taking them in. They would receive the best resources and the safest environment to grow.
"Ziyan, Xuerou, and Zitong entering the sects might not be a bad thing either. Out here, it's far too chaotic—one misstep, and tragedy could strike. Being Heaven's Favored doesn't mean you're immortal—you can still die. But as for me, the sects aren't the right path. This is an era of chaos where dragons rise and serpents fall. The immortal sects are too peaceful, too closed off. Only in this kind of chaos can I fully display my potential."
"Only those who rise from chaos are true powerhouses. The world is like the ancient wilderness—beasts roam free, monsters rule, nations are shattered. This is a return to the age of tribal clans, where everyone has a chance. The only question is—can you seize the opportunity and rise above?"
Countless ambitious warlords would rise in such an era—just like the founding emperors of dynasties past or countless tyrants of other worlds. This chaos was fertile ground for ambition.
Yi Tianxing didn't deny it—he was ambitious too. In such times, who didn't want to build something great? To rule, to be the one in charge, to enjoy power and beauty both?
Moreover, the Divine Dragon Imperial Scripture ("御龙天经") he cultivated demanded a path paved with countless corpses. It cultivated dragon qi—and that was not a gentle path.
This era would be both dazzling and cruel. Yet, it would also be the fairest era.
Here, there were no emperors, no noble families, no old rules.If you had the strength, you could rise. You could achieve greatness, unshackled by birth or background.
Even the founding emperors of past dynasties might have been born with great fate, but whether they could rise or survive in this world had nothing to do with their past life. Many would fall before they even began.
This world was ruthless.Many "protagonists" from their original worlds might die before ever becoming known.Not everyone was destined to rise.
But even so, the blood in Yi Tianxing's body was already boiling with excitement.
"Bring it on. I, Yi Tianxing, am no lesser than any genius or hero. To face off against the protagonists and elites of countless worlds—that's a challenge I can't resist," he murmured to himself.
And the valley before him, along with this group of people drawn from countless worlds and dynasties, would be the foundation of his rise.
"But it seems the fusion of all realms has changed the rules. After killing those goblins and giant rats, no Will Beads (愿力珠) were formed. Why? Could it be that after the realms fused and illusion turned into reality, everything—be it man or monster—has become truly alive? No longer figments, but living beings."
He had noticed it before: monsters no longer dropped Will Beads upon death. This change had come after the transformation of the world. Now, materials and treasures could only be harvested manually from corpses.
Yi Tianxing suspected that the seven days of disaster were not just a calamity but also an opportunity—a severance from the old world and a grand offering from heaven. Those first seven days had been filled with random boons for the brave.
Now, that phase was over.
Will Beads were no longer obtainable in ordinary ways.The dream of killing monsters for loot had officially ended.
This was a real world now—one that only retained the wondrous artifacts of fantasy.
After pondering a while, he remembered the massive haul of treasures he'd seized during the Myriad Treasures Frenzy. Over a thousand rare items, all stored in his Spirit Orb space. He hadn't even had time to examine them properly.
The thought alone made his heart race.
With a single thought, his consciousness entered the Spirit Orb.
The space inside was now densely packed. Materials, rare items, all stored neatly. Thankfully, these treasures took the form of glowing orbs, which didn't take up much space—otherwise, there would've been no room for everything.
"I've really struck it rich this time."
Even Yi Tianxing felt his body tremble with excitement.Every one of these treasures had incredible value.
Some of them were so powerful, they left even him stunned.
This was a harvest of destiny.
"Huh? What's this?"
Suddenly, Yi Tianxing made a surprised noise. With a thought, he summoned a glowing orb into his hand and crushed it.
A platinum-colored token appeared in his palm.
One side of the token depicted an ancient city with walls, towers, streets, people, bustling traffic—it looked vividly real, like a painting. On the other side was a single ancient character:
"Build (建)"
"A Village Founding Order (建村令)? There's even such a treasure? And it's platinum-grade too?!"
This was clearly a fantasy artifact born of illusion—a Village Founding Order straight out of games. Its existence confirmed that fantasy-based treasures could truly manifest in this world. There might be many more of them out there—perhaps even countless.
And these orders came in grades:
Black Iron
Bronze
Silver
Gold
Platinum
Yi Tianxing held a Platinum Village Founding Order in his hand.
With it, he could officially found a village—and be recognized by the world. He would gain all the rights of a village chief. Over time, the village could evolve and be upgraded:
Village → Town → City → Royal City → Imperial City → Sacred City → Divine City → Heavenly Court
This order was the first step in that journey. Every great city began as a village.
While the grade of the order helped, true advancement would depend on how well one managed and constructed their territory.
In the Eternal World's rules, the Village Founding Order was orthodox—recognized by heaven and earth.
All power begins with a village!
Yi Tianxing could feel his blood surging just thinking about it. This was more than a rare treasure—it was a ticket into the game of conquest. A foundation for building an empire.
This was the root of all hegemony.
Whoosh!!
Just as Yi Tianxing tightly grasped the order, a divine light suddenly soared into the sky in the distance. It contained a strange, indescribable power. The exact direction was impossible to determine.
Then, a voice echoed across the heavens:
"My name is Liu Bang. Today, I establish Luoyang Village. May it shelter all people. I welcome all talented individuals to join me and build a grand future together."
His voice spread through the void, echoing across the Eternal Continent. A shockwave rippled through the land.
Countless people were stunned.
"No way—Liu Bang? As in the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty? Wasn't he long dead? Where did he come from? Could it be a Liu Bang from another world?" someone shouted in disbelief.
"The Han High Ancestor Liu Bang—which era is this one from? In this new age, how many Liu Bangs could there be?" others speculated.
"Liu Bang… Luoyang Village… the Han High Ancestor. And it was a Platinum Village Founding Order! He used it to make his voice echo across the continent," Yi Tianxing's eyes sparkled with sharp light. This Liu Bang had to be the legendary founder of the Han Dynasty, and only someone with such powerful fortune could obtain a platinum order and be heard across the Eternal Continent.
If someone had only a black iron order, their proclamation would only travel a thousand kilometers.
And this broadcast—this chance to become known—only happened once.
Even if you were nearby, determining the exact location of the voice was nearly impossible.
"My name is Xiong Ba. Today, I establish the Dominating Sky Village. I offer shelter to all nearby."
Another powerful voice echoed across the sky.