I gather power with my gift of God and build the heaven.

Looking at the stars billions of light years away, Wang Chao's eyes showed excitement.

This is an immortal world. If he could bring it under his control, even if it was just relatively equal, it would be enough to allow him to advance further in his cultivation.

Even if the final breakthrough still cannot be achieved, thinking about it will not make much difference.

While he was thinking about this, Wang Chao had already stepped forward and flew quickly towards the starlight.

His dynasty wants this immortal world, and no one can stop it.

Time passed, and after several decades, the dynasty finally approached that immortal world.

At this moment, the immortal world in Wang Chao's eyes was like a bright sun, shining with infinite light, and in that infinite light, there were huge worlds one after another.

Just a cursory glance revealed that there were at least billions of them.

Overall, there are definitely trillions of them, which is even more than the number in the current Celestial Empire.

Moreover, the sizes of these worlds are extremely large, at least at the level of the vassal worlds, and there are also quite a few worlds at the peak of the king level.

There are even some worlds at the peak of the king level that have developed their own sense of immortality and are close to the realm of half-step immortality.

If the world in front of him could be taken over, Wang Chao was sure that the Celestial Empire could definitely reach the late stage or even the peak of the immortal realm in one fell swoop.

And his cultivation can definitely go a step further and break through to the highest unknown realm.

However, it is not so easy to conquer the world in front of you.

Wang Chao's eyes moved and instantly locked onto the outermost world of princes.

The big world of princes is swallowing up a small world.

Well, it's swallowing up a small world.

Seeing this, Wang Chao immediately understood why, outside of this immortal world, the lowest worlds were all the worlds of princes.

Because the lower worlds were all swallowed up by these powerful worlds.

It can be said that except for the immortal world in the center and those worlds that are almost half immortal, other worlds follow the Black Forest law of the survival of the fittest.

Those countless king-level and vassal worlds seemed to be densely distributed outside the immortal world.

But in reality, everything is extremely obscure, the coordinates are constantly changing, and it is hidden deep in the dimensions of time and space.

Once the coordinates are exposed, that small world will be immediately invaded and swallowed up by other worlds.

However, no matter what the state between these worlds is, it has nothing to do with the dynasty.

Before he could even think of anything, Dynasty had already arrived in front of the big world of princes and the small world.

Hehe, a powerful person like me in the immortal realm is most willing to help the weak.

Wang Chao was thinking about all sorts of things in his mind, and his mind was instantly immersed in the small world.

The world will of the small world did not resist the invasion of the dynasty, an external force. Instead, it felt impatient.

The scene before Wang Chao's eyes changed constantly, endless principles and laws flowed, and all the mysteries and states of the world were observed by him one by one.

This is a small world with a round sky and a square earth. There are humans, demons, and ghosts.

Originally, the development of the world was relatively orderly.

However, due to the invasion of another big world of princes, some of the principles and laws of this small world have collapsed.

This led to an imbalance of yin and yang between heaven and earth, and the world began to become chaotic and disorderly.

Especially under the erosion of the power of the world of princes, the monsters and demons that were originally normal and orderly almost completely lost their minds.

The final result is that demons are rampant and ghosts are rampant.

This is also why, for the dynasty that did not attack the world, the world will of the small world did not confront or attack, but instead felt a sense of impatience.

Today's small world urgently needs external forces to break the current state.

Of course, as the world's will that is impartial, just, and ruthless, once the dynasty's actions violate the laws of the world's operation.

Then, even if the dynasty is helping the world, the world's will will still suppress and reject it.

The divine consciousness further swept across the world, and found that the humans in this world were not completely powerless to resist.

They gather their faith and unite their belief in gods and ancestral spirits, use the power of gods to fight against demons and monsters, and protect cities and villages.

Cities have powerful patron saints, while villages have ancestral spirits for protection.

However, with the collapse of the world's principles and laws, and the invasion of the power of the greater world, the power of these guardian gods and ancestral spirits is constantly weakening, and the scope of their protection is getting smaller and smaller.

Many weak ancestral spirits have perished one after another, and even some powerful guardian gods have perished for various reasons.

Feeling the current situation in the world, Wang Chao pondered for a moment, and suddenly his heart moved slightly.

Since this world has derived divine rules such as ancestral spirits and guardian gods, they are used to stabilize the order of heaven and earth and protect all living beings.

So, can he use this as an access point to carry out further in-depth operations?

Wang Chao's divine consciousness swept across the heaven and earth, and he quickly selected a place, and his mind and consciousness suddenly descended.

This is a small village with a population of more than a hundred people. There is a small altar in the center of the village. Four bonfires are located in four directions, symbolizing the glory of the ancestors, which spreads in all directions to protect the village.

However, nowadays, bonfires can only play a psychological role.

Because there are no ancestral spirits on the small altar anymore, only a faint residual spiritual light, still releasing the last breath of embers, slightly intimidating the demons and monsters outside the village.

It's a pity that it can only deter some weak ghosts, and any slightly stronger demons will ignore it.

Even if weak ghosts gather together, the endless ghost energy will be able to offset and annihilate them.

At this time, many wandering ghosts had gathered in the wilderness outside the village, gazing at the village greedily, and some were ready to make a move.

The gathering of so many wandering ghosts caused the entire village to be shrouded in a layer of yin energy. The spiritual light of the ancestral spirits in the center of the altar flickered and became dimmer, and it was possible to go out at any time.

Most villagers are well aware of the current situation in the village.

However, they did not have any better solution and could only pray silently in their hearts, hoping that the last bit of power from their ancestors could protect them through the night.

"Oh~!"

A faint groan was heard from a courtyard on the east side of the village, closest to the altar.

Well, compared to other courtyards with fences and walls of thirty to fifty square meters.

This courtyard is about 100 square meters in area, with a circle of earthen walls that is about a person's height. It is indeed very large and relatively "grand".

And this courtyard is the home of the village chief.

At this time, the village chief was sitting in the house, smoking his pipe. Through the flickering sparks of the cigarette, one could vaguely see his sad face.

Even the remaining power of the ancestral spirits could still frighten some weak ghosts, allowing them to barely survive the night.

But what about tomorrow? And the days after that, how should we spend our time?

Looking at the kitchen knife that he had sharpened to a shine, the village chief's eyes flickered.

"Ancestor worship."

The faint sigh dissipated into the air before it could be heard.

The so-called ancestor worship has another meaning besides being performed by villagers on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month and during festivals.

It means that after the death of an elder who has prestige and is trusted by everyone in the village, the villagers will hold a sacrifice ceremony and establish him as their ancestor.

But at present, no prestigious elders have died in their village.

It can even be said that because there are only about a hundred people in their village, there are no village elders with any great prestige.

And the only one who is qualified is probably him, the village chief.

Moreover, even with the sacrifices of more than a hundred people, it is not certain that he can be transformed into an ancestral spirit.

What's more, he was alive and well, so how could he be willing to die and become an ancestor spirit?

Becoming an ancestral spirit seems to be a good thing. As long as there are villagers worshiping it, it can almost exist forever.

However, after becoming an ancestral spirit, it will always be trapped on the altar and will be polluted by the spirituality of the person offering sacrifices, eventually turning into a mass of chaotic consciousness, with only the instinctive spiritual light to protect the village.

Moreover, if powerful monsters and demons appear, the villagers may still be able to escape, but the ancestral spirits that cannot move will eventually be devoured by the powerful monsters and demons, and will surely die.

In addition, not every ancestral sacrifice can successfully form ancestral spirits.

Therefore, those who are regarded as ancestors by the priests are basically prestigious people in the village who died of natural causes.

Anyway, I'm already dead, so no matter whether it succeeds in the end or not, there's no harm in giving it a try.

Of course, under special circumstances, there have been cases where prestigious people committed suicide and were worshipped as ancestors by the villagers.

The village chief at that time had this idea.

Of course, he would never be willing to do so if he wasn't forced to do so.

As for being forced by villagers, etc., that would never happen.

It’s not that all the villagers are so kind, but those who are persecuted can never become ancestral spirits. Instead, they are likely to turn into powerful resentful spirits and evil ghosts.

By then, let alone protecting the village, the first thing it does when it is born is to massacre the villagers.

I don't know how much time has passed, the cigarette in his hand has gone out of flame, but the old village chief still seems to be unaware of it and continues smoking intermittently.

The other hand reached out from time to time and touched the kitchen knife that he had sharpened to a very sharp edge.

The reason why he became the village chief was not because of anything else, but because he had done a lot for the village in his life and truly cared about the villagers.

Plus, he's getting old, and he doesn't have many years left to live.

It is precisely because of this that he truly wants to commit suicide and become the ancestral spirit.

However, since ancient times, the only difficult thing is death.

Even though he had made up his mind, he still hesitated when the time came.

What's more, there is no guarantee of success.

If nothing works out, his death will be in vain.

"Oh~!"

Finally, the old village chief sighed softly, but still reached out and grasped the kitchen knife tightly.

At this point, he had no other choice.