Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day of the official founding of the nation.
The ritual was intricate and complex.
On this day, Gongsun Ying was especially dignified.
Watching Gongsun Ying, elegantly dressed, step by step reaching the Qiankun Cauldron and praying to the heavens.
Lin Qianxuan felt that he was witnessing the birth of an empire with the potential to last for ten thousand years.
This intuition was very strong.
He had altered the original destiny here, steering it in another direction.
This change was inconsequential to destiny, even completely indifferent.
However, for Lin Qianxuan, it was the most beneficial future for both humans of the two worlds.
The ceremony was simplified, finishing the main rituals within one day.
Gongsun Ying also officially became the monarch of Zhang Country.
Although there were currently fewer than two hundred thousand citizens in the country.
