A divine fire ignited on the hardware altar, and the flames wrapped around Yu Meng's body. Countless extremely thin lights spewed out from Yu Meng's pores, intersecting in the flames, forming countless dense runes.

Yu Meng heard the prayers of countless people, and there was boundless yellow sand and Gobi flashing rapidly before his eyes. He saw the hundred worlds conquered by his family, the mountains and rivers of those worlds, and the subtle scenes of those worlds. Every sand and dust, and a leaf were all in his sight, and he felt the fluctuation rhythm of a hundred desert worlds.

It was like a hundred living creatures, breathing, jogging, and sleeping, but their bodies were in the most intense exchange of matter and energy with the Hongmeng void.

In every blink of an eye, these worlds devour a large amount of Hongmeng's energy from the Hongmeng world. At the same time, they also sprayed a large amount of useless waste gas to the Hongmeng world. With one breath and one breath, the whole world becomes much more "vibrant", and the world's laws of heaven become stronger and clearer.

Only then did Yu Meng realize that the world is like a living creature, and they can also practice. They can continuously strengthen themselves and strengthen themselves through this strange way of cultivation. If it were not for destructive and extinct extraction of the origin of the world, even the weakest desert world would have been possible to grow into a vibrant and magnificent world like the Pangu world!

Although this takes a long time based on the number of kalpas, one hundred kalpas, one thousand kalpas, or even ten thousand kalpas...

But as long as the origin of the world is not destroyed, the world can absorb the Hongmeng energy on its own and continue to grow forever.

However, the local families in Panyu World deliberately knocked on the conquerors of the colonial world, forcing them to crazily squeeze the resources of these colonial worlds, extracted veins, digged ore, and even missed the flowers, plants and trees, and forced these worlds to the point where they were exhausted.

Is this intentional? Or unintentional?

Yu Meng felt anger rising. He concluded that the local nobles in Panyu World did this intentionally, and they deliberately stifled the development potential of these worlds so that these worlds could never develop and grow. Naturally, they, the colonial saints, would never master the power of these local nobles!

A very thin light that could not be seen by the naked eye soared into the sky from the altar. Yu Meng's body suddenly stiffened. His soul was wrapped in this faint light. He was pulled down by the power of faith of countless people in the desert world. At an indescribable speed, he instantly arrived at the core of those hundred desert worlds.

In the vast Hongmeng void, in countless chaos and turbulent streams, Yu Meng's soul looked at the energy tides that were constantly bursting around in horror, and at the chaotic black holes and vortexes that could completely smash his soul with just a light blow.

The phantom of a hardware altar floated under his soul. The altar had unpredictable power, easily blocking the chaotic tides around it and protecting Yu Meng's soul. A total of 100 desert worlds from all directions lit up strange lights, and the power of faith of countless people easily traveled through the void and arrived at Yu Meng's soul.

Although Hongmeng Chaos is terrifying, even saints may fall into it. Only those wise creatures have the power of faith, even the weakest wise creatures, can freely travel through the void without being harmed by any chaotic tides.

A little bit of inspiration lit up in Yu Meng's body, and Yu Meng heard the pious prayers of countless people.

He felt the piety of these people, their enthusiasm, and the power of faith they sent continuously. It has never been so clear and never been so direct. Yu Meng could feel that the power of faith had been transformed into a certain fiery substance after the altar, which was deposited in the soul bit by bit like magma.

After the empty and ethereal soul was injected into these magma-like faith power, it gradually became clear and solid, and a trace of yellow light continued to bloom from Yu Meng's body.

Suddenly, Yu Meng's original body sitting on the top of the Pangu World Altar shed two lines of tears. In the power of faith of those most insignificant desert people, he clearly felt the laws of the heavenly way of those worlds!

Those most insignificant people, like ants, are the natives of these worlds. They have lived in these worlds for generations. Every part of their bodies is immersed in the breath of the heavenly way of this world. They are part of the heavenly way of this world, and the most important part of the operation procedure of this world's heavenly way!

They are alive, they are wise, they are the most wise creatures in the desert world, and their status in this heavenly reincarnation is irreplaceable. Therefore, their faith contains the aura of heavenly destiny from one desert world after another. Their faith power is constantly injected into Yu Meng's soul, and Yu Meng directly touches the origin of heavenly destiny in these desert worlds!

The way of heaven is mysterious and unpredictable. How many years of hard work have Yu Meng spent to touch the origin of the way of heaven in these desert worlds!

However, the power of faith of these ants and people is constantly infused, and Yu Meng's soul is lifted up by these powers of faith, and the soul is directly immersed in the torrent of heaven in these worlds.

Desert, hurricane, scorching sun, dryness, hunger, death...

The desert world is terrible and cruel, with life and death only a line, and in the boundless desert of death, it is strong and tenaciously nurturing immortal life - huge cactus, the cactus pillar stands tall, thorny trees are surrounded by the cactus pillars, the small birds with tenacious vitality are nesting among these desert plants, and the gophers and small lizards chase each other under the rhizomes of the plants...

Yu Meng had never noticed these before. As a noble and superior god king who controls a hundred worlds, how could he notice these?

Such great life is born in such death.

The cycle of life and death is endless.

Yu Meng suddenly realized the original intention of these desert worlds, and he felt an unprecedented terrifying force breeding in his soul.

His soul rose like a storm of sunshine, boundless yellow sand and hurricane wrapped around his soul, and the power of faith continued to convey power to his soul, and his soul began to change, gradually becoming like casting from an illusory "phantom".

The void shook, and countless chaotic vortexes and black holes were shattered by the divine light spurted out from Yu Meng's soul's eyes.

Countless desert people suddenly felt great joy and happiness. They shouted in unison to praise Yu Meng for finally stepping onto a mysterious and indescribable throne.
Chapter completed!