At the top of the void, the top layer of everything, the chaos surges above, decomposing and assimilating all these matters! But here there is a very small world floating quietly here.

This world is so pitiful, only half acre in size, the sun, moon, stars and stars, and no creatures exist. Looking around, there is a chaotic area, only a small pool is located in the center of this world!

The small pond is completely made of stone and looks ordinary, but countless small Taoist talismans, magic spells, Buddhist mantras, gods' words, and even more ancient mysterious pictures and texts are all engraved on it one by one!

This is the real forbidden area of ​​the Infinite Game. Not to mention those players, aborigines, that is, fate, destruction or Haotian, those who occupy the highest position, without Zhao Qi's permission, they would not even take a step in!

Because every bit, a handful of soil, and a piece of stone here are all created by Zhao Qi with his divine power. If it is more fashionable, it symbolizes the only real world of infinite games!

For them, this place is like a different furnace of ice and charcoal, and cannot coexist!

There are many reasons why Zhao Qi wanted to create such a place. First, because his divine nature was limited before he became a true god, and because of the operation of the world, Zhao Qi could earn an income from creating divine power every day, so he urgently needed a place that could store divine power, so the stone pond was born.

Then for other reasons, he began to build this place where illusion and reality meet little by little.

As for consumption? Just look at the little divine power left behind Zhao Qi, you can know the greatness of the world creation!

Zhao Qi sat cross-legged on the stone pond alone. A sapling less than a foot tall above his head was floating in the divine light of creation above his head. With his breathing and the trembling of divine power, the little tree was also waving gently.

However, the sapling looks too weak. Its dry trunk and small branches with few leaves are sparsely tied together, just like the wind can fall apart!

But in Zhao Qi's eyes, it is precisely because of the support of this sapling that his small world can be maintained!

Nothing else, just because the name of this tree is - World Tree!

In fact, the World Tree has already felt like it was about to be in a mess in various diverse worlds. Whether it is the Nordic World Tree that supports the Nine Realms in the original version.

It is still the world tree that supports the world and the world that steals and absorbs the power of the fairy world in the "eternal life" world.

Or the out-of-print world tree that Jingdang had taken from the waste stall in the God Realm in the world of "Xi Ling".

Or it is directly the magical world that supports countless great worlds, and there are countless supreme gods, and it itself is a world tree of a multiverse!

Although these world trees have different powers, they all have the basic ability to support the world, sort out the world, and transform the world!

It is the out-of-print waste world tree that Dingdang has always had all kinds of big problems, doesn’t it support a universe?

Zhao Qi's world tree is like this, it's simply refreshing the lower limit of the world tree again!

But things are urgent. Since Zhao Qi wants to transform reality before he becomes a true god, he must have such a killer weapon that can distort the world environment!

Yes! A big part of the reason why Zhao Qi created such a small world is to place the world tree!

After all, there is no environment that cannot be found here. Taking root and illusion makes it possible to achieve reality.

The power that absorbs all, whether it is the spiritual power of sentient beings in the illusory world, the four basic powers in reality, or various radiation, the rays are always there. Of course, what it likes the most is undoubtedly Zhao Qichu's creative power, because only creative power can make it truly seek innate bad situations!

As Zhao Qi breathed, the creative power was like silk and strands, like fog and smoke, covering the world tree for the growth of the world tree.

As for why we didn’t send divine power directly into the World Tree, it was because the World Tree was too weak and too innate. What I didn’t accept was it!

Time passed slowly, Zhao Qi calculated the consumption of creative divine power and directly took back the divine light above his head.

Only the saplings with innate deficiencies remained in the air.

It was vaguely visible that there was a hint of green on the dry trunk.

Seeing this, Zhao Qi couldn't help but smile a little. "It's really not easy. After spending such a lot of money, he finally saw a little success."

Zhao Qi gently stroked the sapling, and then grabbed a black and green airflow by Zhao Qi.

This strand of airflow actually exists in the real environment, and the function of this airflow is also very simple, that is, the concept of slowly adding magical power to reality!

Every day, a large number of airflows slowly flow into reality. Perhaps those ordinary mortals and low-level extraordinary people cannot detect it, but the real environment has undergone slight changes!

It can be believed that as long as this plan is still going on, one day the reality will be transformed successfully.

After thinking about it, Zhao Qi let go of the strand of air flow, and the air flow was like spirituality and returned to the saplings.

"You can grow up here. You are still too weak now. Only when you truly grow into a towering tree can you help me."

Zhao Qi joked that he had left this small world with just one step.

Only the sapling was waving the branches gently, as if responding to Zhao Qi's words.

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In the chaos, he slightly distinguished the position and entered the world of gods directly.

In the Temple of the World, the Supreme God of Destiny sat upright on the throne of the gods, a long river of destiny ran through the three realms behind him, flowing without knowing the end!

The endless power of fate in the time and space of the three realms was absorbed and condensed by him, and finally turned into a drop of water or a wave in his long river of fate!

It was under such circumstances that Zhao Qi stepped into the Temple of the World.

"Master, you are here." The God of Destiny on the throne of God opened his eyes and then closed it again.

"Well, how are you doing about the Magical Council?" Zhao Qi stepped forward and sat on the main seat next to fate.

"It's OK," said Fate, "According to your instructions, I have guided them to start the Magic Academy."

After all, fate is the best thing to guide sentient beings and sow fate.

"This is the best." Zhao Qi couldn't help but sigh,

"What remains is the nightmare space created by the demon god, and I don't know how it will affect those players."
Chapter completed!