"What? The Great Shang Emperor Dynasty?"
"Di Xin—the legendary King Zhou of Shang—he's actually appeared?"
"Heaven bore the Black Bird, from which Shang descended... and now Great Shang has returned to the world, even daring to establish itself directly as an Emperor Dynasty, and actually gaining Heaven's recognition!"
"Karmic merit clouds... Just how much merit has Great Shang accumulated to summon such vast auspicious clouds? And that Black Bird—so massive... Starting as an Emperor Dynasty, and already halfway to completion. This is inconceivable!"
Countless cultivators who witnessed this scene were shaken to the core—their shock genuine and profound.
Especially among the human race, tales of Great Shang were widely known. The Investiture of the Gods legend was passed down through the ages, with the name of King Zhou synonymous with tyranny and downfall. The infamous Daji—her story alone had etched King Zhou's infamy into history.
But now, the legendary tyrant Di Xin had reappeared, not only reestablishing Great Shang, but founding it outright as an Emperor Dynasty. The immense clouds of karmic merit overhead weren't illusions. The manifestation of the karmic auspicious clouds and the fate-born spirit beast proved that this Great Shang had indeed been acknowledged by Heaven itself.
Heaven's Dao is just.
Great Shang shall rise again!
"We shed blood for Eternity, slew enemies, suppressed the Demon Abyss for fifty years... This Great Shang must have done something tremendous for the benefit of the Eternal World to have earned such karmic merit."Yi Tianxing had also seen everything in real time.
A strange gleam flashed in his eyes as he recalled the ghost tunnel he once encountered in the Underworld, his heart tensing. If such a tunnel could open in the realm of the dead, what about the living? Could the Great Shang have been battling an incursion from the Abyss?That possibility took root in his thoughts—and grew ever more certain.
This Great Shang wasn't just any destiny dynasty—it was a name that once shook the heavens in the previous epoch. Its legacy, its talents, its foundations… all beyond imagination. The Investiture of the Gods was not just a tale—it was history steeped in divine power.
Even Di Xin alone was no ordinary emperor.To found an Emperor Dynasty upon emergence—this was not a force to be taken lightly.
"Shang! Shang! Shang!!"The cries rang out from countless soldiers, echoing like thunder. Their eyes burned with unshakable fervor. To them, Great Shang was faith, a nation worthy of sacrifice. For it, they would gladly fall in battle.
"The Great Shang rises anew. The realm we now stand upon shall henceforth be called the Shangqiu Domain. All lands within are Great Shang territory," declared Di Xin.
With a wave of his sleeve, the surrounding world seemed to bow to his will. No matter what this domain was called before—in his eyes, it was now the Shangqiu Domain. The territory of the Great Shang.
"Grand Preceptor!!" Di Xin called out.
"Your servant is here."An elder stepped forward—white-haired, sharp-eyed, and emanating undeniable authority. In the center of his brow, a divine eye opened, radiating a soul-shaking gaze.
This was none other than Wen Zhong, Grand Preceptor of Great Shang.
In Great Shang, Wen Zhong held immeasurable status. He had mentored kings, and even Di Xin showed him deep respect. In the military, he held unrivaled prestige—earned not from rank, but from countless battles fought.
"Preceptor, I entrust to you command of the Great Shang armies. Subjugate all who refuse to bow. This Shangqiu Domain must be fully brought under our banner. Those who block our path—kill them. Those who defy—kill them. Those who oppose—kill them."
Di Xin's voice was calm but brimmed with murderous intent.
Those who blocked Shang's advance—must all die.
"Your servant obeys," said Wen Zhong without hesitation.
"Mobilize the army!"
"Form ranks!"
"March to war!!"
With those commands, soldiers surged forth from beneath Chaoge City through the dark pit below. One after another, blood-tempered warriors emerged—every one a seasoned veteran.
Ten thousand.
A hundred thousand.
Three million troops…All elite.
None below the Dharma Phase Realm (Fourth Rank).
These were veterans carved from slaughter, steel in their veins.
"Where is Jiang Wenhuan?"
"Present!"A general stepped out.
"You shall lead one million troops west. Split mountains, cross rivers, slay the unyielding, and bring the western lands into Great Shang's fold."
"Understood!"
Jiang Wenhuan took the order and departed west with a million soldiers.
"Where is She Hualong?"
"Here!"
"You shall lead one million troops north. Any who resist—slay them all."
…Wen Zhong continued issuing commands, dispatching generals and assigning military tokens. Troops swept out in all directions—each tasked with conquest. The goal: bring the entirety of the Shangqiu Domain under Great Shang's control. All who resist shall die.
Wherever Great Shang stood, cities were built.Chaoge, of course, was the imperial capital and destiny-borne celestial city. Its floating in the void was but the beginning of its capabilities.
The methods used to establish cities were nothing short of astonishing.
No need for [Village Tokens] or any such tools. Great Shang deployed entire teams of feng shui masters. With a gesture, city walls rose from the earth. Streets, buildings, gates—entire megacities emerged in less than an hour.
"Raise earth into walls!"
"Point and shape steel!"
Where ordinary folk might take years to build a city, cultivators did it with a snap. Massive cities capable of housing millions were erected in moments. Each wall stood nine zhang high, enchanted with defensive arrays and reinforced like iron. Once the runes and formations were carved, the cities would be fortresses.
One by one, these iron cities rose across the land.
The Great Shang army swept forth. They did not kill indiscriminately, but any who resisted—whether human or alien—were crushed. The surrounding human populations were rounded up and moved into the new cities.
They were not given a choice.
Population is the bedrock of a Destiny Dynasty—vital to sustain the fortune-born spirit beast and the flow of destiny. Without citizens, even a powerful dynasty would be rootless, its fate empty.
In the Shangqiu Domain, humans lived—though suppressed by surrounding alien races. The human forces were small, yet the total population was likely in the hundreds of billions. Only after a full census would the true number be known.
If the Great Shang could secure this entire population, its foundation as an Emperor Dynasty would be unshakable.
The conquest was brutal.
But brutally effective.
Now, let us turn from Great Shang's storm-wrought rise—
For in the wake of its return, just as its declaration resounded across the Eternal World…
Another corner of the Chaotic Star realm Sea began to stir.
In yet another vast realm, no lesser than the Hanhai Domain—A forbidden land lay quietly in the heart of a massive continent.
This forbidden zone was cloaked in sinister rumors: ghostly processions, shrieks of tortured spirits, and unseen horrors that chilled the soul. None dared approach it lightly.
But now—
RUMBLE!!!
Moments after Great Shang's founding, the earth in that realm began to quake violently. The forbidden zone split open, tearing a massive chasm across the land.
From within, black fog roiled.
"Qin! Qin! Qin!!"
"Valiant Old Qin, we face our nation's peril. Blood shall not cease until war ends. Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The cries tore through the skies, shattering clouds and sundering air.The force behind the roar—the boundless battle spirit—seemed capable of piercing the heavens.
BOOM!
A deafening roar thundered through the world.
From the chasm, a massive ancient city rose into the sky. As it ascended, it expanded—growing vast and mighty, hovering in the air.
Lined within its walls were countless soldiers, formations impeccably ordered. Rows upon rows of weapons gleamed with deadly intent.
And each soldier—
Each one radiated the indomitable might of those born only for war.