They arrived at a boundless basin.

Like a massive bowl, deep and dark, devoid of light.

"This is the Seven-colored Nest, a deep depression. Our Seven-Colored Demon Race lives in a lower nest within this land. You should take root here."

Tiarte said, "Large subspaces are not allowed here. Other seventh-rank entities will help level your subspace, expand this universe. Simultaneously, the material of your planets will become soil, sand, rock, magma streams, spread flat onto the ground, forming mountains."

"However, according to the rules, the lands of your melted planets will become your territory. You possess a sixth-level universe civilization with seventy planetary territories, which is not insignificant and will soon be your territory."

"Yes, Upper Envoy." Isaac could only comply.

Soon, they were settled on this land.

A seventh-rank being in charge of the settlement descended, and the entire planet was integrated into the land like a "dimension reduction strike," turning into mountain ranges, becoming part of this vast land.

"Seventy mountain peaks are the territory of our Earth civilization."

Jiang Yang and Ziying sighed, "It might not be large, after all, our development has been relatively short. A sixth-level universe civilization has only governed seventy planets."

The two of them vaguely sensed something.

Isaac's methods were too bizarre, like a prophet, frantically developing seventy dimensions, and then seemingly knowing the other's arrival, absorbing them...

But the others didn't say it, and they pretended not to know.

Isaac nodded, saying, "It's already quite good. I inquired a bit; we already have an extremely favorable starting point. Generally, a sixth-level civilization being absorbed only has two or three planets, but we are highly valued. It is said that in a while, the Gray Light Goddess will personally project herself, lending me the authority of the Power of Law to help me breakthrough."

Saying in a while, in fact, never came.

The beings of this world have an extremely prolonged sense of time.

Years passed, they waited peacefully, and gradually understood that this was a mysterious place.

All materials and stars of the new universe were spread onto this land; nebulas, galaxies ceased to exist, the vastness unimaginable.

"Upper Universe!"

They referred to it as such.

"Perhaps it could be called… the Wilderness."

After all, the real great universe had been abandoned, turned into ruins, dilapidated, virtually deserted.

Before them, a new universe had just emerged, not long after the creation, a wild wilderness, boundless, innumerable races of countless universes lived here, with various Saints vying for the rules of the Celestial Dao, striving to unify the world order.

Now, they belonged to the Seven-Color Magic Country civilization.

Seven True Saints holding fragments of rules governed this land, along with other races—dwarves, giants, demons, devils...

In short, translated, they were called so.

Dwarves truly were tiny, small, fat races, and giants indeed were colossal...

Existences like Tiarte, pseudo-seventh-rank deities, were still powerful in this universe. They served under the main gods, forming hierarchies of lower gods, middle-rank gods, upper gods, spreading densely religious and national divisions throughout this "depression valley."

Just within one valley, the Seven-Color Magic Country alone had no visible borders.

He now belonged to the Gray Light Country of one of the seven, the Gray Light Goddess Amia, ruling territory over hundreds of billions of light-years, establishing the unique gray moon magic web governing the land.

Yet this universe's land was still filled with substantial killing and war, where Cosmic Saints contended for "rule fragments," leading civilizations, engaging in relentless clashes across various nations and realms.

"It is said that seven great civilizations, akin to the Gray Light Goddess, fall every day on this land!" a voice sounded nearby.

"So terrifying?"

Isaac listened to the lower god Tiarte, "Is this world so terrifying? Even such powerful civilizations like yours fall as many as seven daily?"

"Hehehe, beneath the Saints, we are nothing but ants."

Tiarte sighed, "Even Saints, those holding the ranks of end rules, are not having an easy time. Our Gray Light Goddess, along with the entire Seven-Color Magic Country, are actually governed and sheltered by higher-ranked Ancient Gods."

"They, they are the incredible beings mastering time, space, life, dimensions...part of the cosmic order, incarnations playing the universe as a chessboard, placing their pieces, even perceiving past and future, traversing the universe's time scales, altering fate."

They were horrified.

Until now, they had truly encountered the real order and civilization of the universe.

Before, they were just frogs at the bottom of a well.

"We understand, our Atlantis civilization will wait for the great Gray Mist Goddess to descend, granting us the path to the seventh rank," Isaac said.

"Praise the Gray Light Goddess, she will surely promote you." Tiarte performed an elegant salutation, and then placed a temple on the ground.

You could see the statue of the Gray Light Goddess, a woman with lush hair cascading down to the ground in black shadow and gray skin, wearing a crown of flowers and holding a scepter.

"This is a seventh-rank True God? Perhaps not like the God, Buddha, and others at the Divine Demon Night Banquet…"

Jiang Yang and Ziying, upon seeing this scene, pondered in their hearts.

Yet they also couldn't help settling down, continuing to develop the Eastern Celestial Court, though at present not as strong as Isaac.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Fu Qingjun quietly left the seventy mountain peaks of the Earth's territory, heading afar, casually arriving at a small magic border country, slightly larger than a regular life planet in territory.

The population and citizens were few, consisting of various races and magical beasts, wandering the streets,

Although Fu Qingjun was still like a god in stature, he had already practiced the Great Emperor's technique, transforming countless wriggling slugs into a large giant, expanding to the size of a normal person.

He straightforwardly found a yard and settled in.

"Rather interesting, truly taken to the center of world civilizations." Fu Qingjun sat in the yard, cleaning the house, curiously observing everything outside.

This country was called the Minya Magic Territory, the streets full of strange beings of various hair colors and pupils, but most creatures belonged to only two types: bipeds and quadrupeds.

This was normal.

Because when a planet is born, biological evolution, influenced by gravity, atmosphere, various factors, frankly boils down to these two types.

Throughout Earth's biological evolution history, most advanced creatures had these shapes.

"Indeed, Earth's civilization has developed rapidly, settling on this land. It is an opportunity to secretly observe the world's structure, thus researching prehistory, and figuring out how to travel back."

"However, it appears there are existences truly mastering the rules here. Without confirming the situation, I cannot casually travel through dimensions, getting noticed by certain monsters would be troublesome."

Fu Qingjun knew that for some real beings, even if you tried to change their past, they would have a faint causal perception, instantly snuffing you out.

Trying to alter their past birth trajectory was impractical.

"But the world is so large, messing with beings without causal lines should go unnoticed by them." Fu Qingjun contemplated secretly, engaging in small stealthy actions, was the only way.

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