As the morning Sun light shone over the palace Feng Hao woke up.
He let the servant get him a new set of robe a one that was made from the lord Grade Silk.
As he put it on he silently hum a tune.
And he walked out of the palace.
Although he could fly he still walked there out of habit.
After a few minutes he came to the barracks.
A mountain that gave off this much aura Even he could not believe it.
The barracks no longer felt like a military structure.
It felt like a living thing.
Qi rolled off the stone steps in slow, steady waves, thick enough to blur the air. Formations hummed beneath the ground, deep and restrained, like a giant holding its breath. Every brick, every pillar, carried the same bloodline aura as him—quiet, loyal, unquestioning.
Feng Hao clicked his tongue softly.
"…You really grew fast."
He stopped at the highest platform and lifted a hand.
"System," he said, voice clear in the morning air.
"Daily summoning."
The response was instant.
The Divine Mountain : Level 3 barracks
Summonable units
Divine Soldiers:
• Quantity: 12,500
• Realm: Foundation Establishment (Early)
Divine Cavalry:
• Quantity: 1,250
• Realm: Foundation Establishment (Mid)
• All mounts capable of flight
Divine Captains:
• Quantity: 625
• Realm: Foundation Establishment (Late)
Divine Commanders:
• Quantity: 125
• Realm: Half-Step Qi Sea
Divine Generals:
• Quantity: 12
• Realm: Qi Sea (Early)
Divine Marshal:
• Quantity: 1
• Realm: Qi Sea (Early)
[Elder Hall – Activated]
Recruitment Available (Daily):
• Low-Level Elders ×20
Realm: Qi Sea (Mid)
(Always 3 minor realms above Host)
• Mid-Level Elders ×8
Realm: Qi Sea (Late)
• High-Level Elders ×2
Realm: Half-Step Divine Bridge
Special Unit:
• Low-Level Heavenly King ×1
Realm: Qi Sea (Mid)
Status: Suppression-Class Entity
"Summon all units."
The mountain answered.
Light rose from the formations—not blinding, not dramatic. Controlled. Precise.
Ranks of Divine Soldiers emerged first, boots touching stone in perfect unison. Cavalry descended next, mounts folding their wings as they landed. Captains appeared already mid-command, voices low and efficient. Commanders stabilized the Qi flow without being told.
Then the air shifted.
Not heavier—older.
The Elder Hall doors opened on their own.
One by one, the elders stepped out.
Some looked around lazily.
Some stretched like they'd just woken up.
One yawned, entirely unbothered by the sight of tens of thousands of troops.
[Active Forces – Updated]
Divine Soldiers: +12,500
Divine Cavalry: +1,250
Divine Captains: +625
Divine Commanders: +125
Divine Generals: +12
Divine Marshal: +1
Elders:
• Low-Level Elders: +20 (Qi Sea – Mid)
• Mid-Level Elders: +8 (Qi Sea – Late)
• High-Level Elders: +2 (Half-Step Divine Bridge)
National Power 97,300,000+ 95,000,000
Current national power : 192,300,000
One of the elders commented
"Quite a force boy Very good. Have you built a place for us to rest?"
"Yes Elder up the mountain there is the ancestral palace"
"haha very good boy Well then we shall Go"
With that 30 people turned around and flew up the mountain.
Feng Hao simply cupped his fists after them as a sign of respect and opened a another panel.
"System sign in."
"Sign in completed."
"You have Obtained The sutra Pavillion And the Demon locking Prison."
The sutra Pavillion
Rank : Myth
Level : 1st level
[Sutra Pavilion – Functions]
• Technique Generation
- Generates technique for anyone who enters
- Levels range: Heaven Grade all the way to Eternal Grade
- Higher-level techniques require more time to condense but grant exponential power
• Knowledge Archive
- Contains battle strategies, Dao patterns, and secret manuals from ancient times
- Can be accessed by any unit or person the host chooses to grant permission
• Cultivation Acceleration
- Units or host meditating within the pavilion gain accelerated comprehension
Introduction: The tower created by a ancient being It holds all techniques in the world.
The pavilion hummed faintly, energy coiling around it like ancient rivers of power.
Demon Locking Prison
Rank: Myth
Level: 1
Farther up the mountain, the Demon Locking Prison rose like a black monolith from the earth. Its seven towering spires were carved from stone that seemed to drink in sunlight, etched with runes that glowed faintly. One could feel it's aura when standing close.
[Demon Locking Prison – Functions]
• Incarceration
- Capable of restraining Eternal rank peak or lower prisoners
- Arrays adapt to the prisoner's power, suppressing their abilities
-Automatically locks them in Myth Rank Invincible chains.
• Absorbtion.
-when the Prisoner dies their energy gets fed into the tower making the suppression effect stronger
• Security Arrays
- Full automatic defense using ancient arrays
- Can seal or isolate prisoners even from external interference
Introduction : A Prison made by a incredibly powerful clan to Imprison its enemies or sinners.
Feng Hao let out a quiet breath. "So one is to teach and elevate, the other is to control and punish."
He didn't think about it too much.
That was just how a dynasty should be.
Without wasting time, he turned around and walked back toward the palace. The mountain behind him continued to hum softly. Troops stabilized their formations on their own. Elders had already disappeared into the ancestral palace, not bothering him anymore.
They trusted him.
That alone was enough.
Inside the cultivation chamber, Feng Hao sat down cross-legged. No incense. No grand formation. Just him.
Qi Sea Realm — Early Stage.
He closed his eyes.
The moment he began cultivating, the entire Nine God Dynasty responded. Territory qi surged. Bloodline resonance echoed faintly. His cultivation speed exploded under the dynasty bonuses, stacking one after another.
His Qi Sea expanded violently.
An elder appeared silently beside him.
"Too fast," the elder said casually. "You'll crack the foundation if you force it."
Feng Hao slowed his circulation slightly.
The elder nodded and vanished.
Day one ended quietly.
Qi Sea Realm — Mid Stage.
No announcement.
No phenomenon.
Just progress.
Second day came about.
Feng Hao did his morning routine of summoning .
[Active Forces – Updated]
Divine Soldiers: +12,500
Divine Cavalry: +1,250
Divine Captains: +625
Divine Commanders: +125
Divine Generals: +12
Divine Marshal: +1
Elders:
• Low-Level Elders: +20 (Qi Sea – Peak)
• Mid-Level Elders: +8 (Divine Bridge – Early)
• High-Level Elders: +2 (Divine Bridge – Late)
National Power :192,300,000+ 200,000,000
Current national power : 392,300,000
Since his cultivation Had Increased All the units cultivation had also increased.
But he didn't put much thought into it.
"System"
He called out.
"Sign in."
"Signing in..."
"You have Obtained A Magical treasure —
The Mountain and seas map."
"Oh the classics of mountains and seas? Interesting."
He pulled out the Mountain and seas map
It was a Scroll.
Feng Hao unfurled the scroll slowly.
The moment it opened, the air shifted.
The Mountain and Seas Map was old—older than time felt. The scroll itself looked simple at first glance, yellowed edges, faint cracks along the jade rollers, but the surface was alive. Inked mountains moved like breathing beasts. Rivers flowed backward, then forward again. Seas rose and fell in silence. Ancient symbols drifted in and out of existence, none of them fixed.
This wasn't a picture.
It was a world.
A pressure pressed lightly against Feng Hao's palms, not hostile, more like… acknowledgment.
He raised an eyebrow.
"So you're not just for show."
A system panel slid open on its own.
[Mountain and Seas Map]
Rank: Myth
Type: Territory-Type Divine Treasure
Functions: • Territory Revelation
Displays all lands, mountains, rivers, spirit veins, and hidden regions within controllable range
Can reveal unclaimed land, weak dynasties, ruins, secret realms
• Territory Expansion
Host may mark regions for direct dynasty expansion
Once marked, land will be gradually assimilated into dynasty territory
• Resource Identification
Highlights spirit veins, mineral nodes, ancient ruins, and natural treasures
• Suppression Authority
Within marked territory, hostile forces suffer natural suppression
Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Straight to the point. I like that."
He focused his will.
The scroll trembled.
Ink surged outward, spreading like a flood. The map zoomed out, farther and farther, revealing massive stretches of land. Most of it was empty—wild mountains, untamed plains, ancient forests crawling with spirit beasts.
And scattered among them—
Tiny dynastic lights.
Weak. Flickering. Mortal.
Feng Hao didn't hesitate.
He placed his finger down.
One mark.
Then another.
Then dozens.
No hesitation. No discussion.
The map glowed.
[Territory Expansion Initiated]
The world responded.
Far beyond the Nine God Dynasty, land began to change. Invisible borders shifted. Spirit qi thickened. Mountains straightened. Rivers aligned. Spirit veins awakened as if answering a call they had waited thousands of years for.
Inside the dynasty, alarms didn't ring.
They weren't needed.
This wasn't invasion.
This was absorption.
[Territory Expanded]
• Plains of Black Soil – Acquired
• Azure Wind Mountain Range – Acquired
• Three Spirit Rivers – Acquired
• Minor Spirit Vein ×17 – Integrated
[National Power +80,000,000]
Current National Power: 472,300,000
Feng Hao exhaled slowly.
"…Still too slow."
He rolled the scroll up and stood.
Outside the palace, the land trembled faintly—not violently, but with certainty. Troops adjusted formations without orders. Cultivators felt their comprehension sharpen. Even the air felt heavier, richer.
Far away, in newly absorbed lands, mortals knelt without knowing why.
Somewhere even farther—
A Tier 6 Mortal Dynasty felt its borders shrink overnight.