356: The picture is complete, with all kinds of beings and golden light all over the sky

The jade-colored heart obtained from the spatial labyrinth was taken out of his bracelet by Yang Dian and placed above the Spark.

As the jade-colored heart was ignited and refined by the Spark, the ink-black territory map gained a touch of jade, becoming somewhat vibrant.

Only when Yang Dian took out more heaven and earth wonders, representing the Five Elements, the four seasons and eight festivals, and the aura of all phenomena, and threw them into the Spark, did the entire scroll truly come alive.

From the high plateau, a speck of snow-white appeared on the scroll.

Then the ink-black snow mountains were covered with pristine white snow, and the plateau land was wrapped in a layer of silver.

The Yangtze and Yellow Rivers flowed eastward into the sea, grasslands and forests burst with vitality and turned green, the ink-black sea also became a vast blue, with scattered small islands dotting the ocean.

The sky also underwent dramatic changes.

One mountain experienced the changes of all four seasons, ten li had different winds, and a hundred li had different skies.

"Look quickly, there are people on the map."

As the voice, which rang out from who knows which corner of Huaxia, or perhaps from every corner of Huaxia, fell.

The Suiren Clan, clad in animal skins and holding tree branches, took down the first wisp of crimson flame of civilization.

Then, the scenes Yang Dian had just witnessed replayed in the sky.

From the Suiren Clan taking fire, to Shennong tasting a hundred herbs, and then to Fuxi deriving the Eight Trigrams.

Some, dressed in black robes, sat on a high platform, proclaiming themselves the First Emperor.

Some, rising from the rain, shouted, "Are kings, nobles, and generals born to be so?"

Some, wearing yellow turbans, declared, "The Blue Sky is dead, the Yellow Sky shall rise," and with a wave of an arm, the world responded.

There were also those who shouted, "Wait until the ninth month and eighth day of next year," and then truly led people to break into the unbreachable Chang'an City, taking out family registers and beheading people one by one... Until the martyrs sounded the horn amidst the sinking of the mountains and rivers, every inch of land, every drop of blood, saving the heavens from collapse... Until the Qi Revival, where pioneers silently guarded places unseen by ordinary people, treading on blades and drinking blood, facing death as if returning home... Until someone from the deep dark cosmos struck out with a Dragon-like punch, shattering the star core fragment and transforming the Alien Planet into a grotto-heaven.

A new era had thus arrived.

In Fuzhou City, Lin Ling, sitting on the playground and looking up at the sky, nudged Yang Lele with her elbow:

"Lele, that person in the last scene, is that your brother?"

Yang Lele squinted at Lin Ling:

"Is my brother handsome? Do you want to be my sister-in-law?"

Lin Ling couldn't help but pinch one of her cheeks and gently tug it outward:

"You're asking for it!"

...In the Yang family ancestral hall, Third Uncle stroked the Japanese-slaying saber in his hand, mumbling to himself:

"Was that Dian Zai?"

"He's that strong now?"

"Since he's that strong, does that mean he can fight all the way to the east?"

...In a certain sanatorium, Wang Wu, whose body hair occasionally transformed into a hissing parasite, stroked his chin, frowning as he looked at the sky.

"That scene where I turned into a Xiezhi was cool, but the sight of parasites bursting all over my body was quite disgusting. Tongtong wouldn't have seen it, would she?"

"If Tongtong saw it, would she feel sorry for me, or would she be afraid of me?"

As he mumbled, the skin on his face began to crack, revealing the twisted insect body beneath.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the bracelet on his wrist made a sound.

Covering his body with a virtual projection to hide the abnormality, Wang Wu nervously answered the bracelet.

As the small figure was projected in front of him, he also heard six words that made his eyes red.

"Daddy, you're amazing."

...In the Mars core base, the blue-purple culture fluid in the giant culture tank undulated and sloshed.

Outside the culture tank, ripples of psychic energy spread in circles.

'Unfair!'

'Cheating!'

'Rematch!'

'Why is he so handsome when he punches, but I'm just a brain!'

'Where are the scenes of me commanding at the research institute!!!'

...On Jade Emperor Peak, Yang Dian naturally didn't know about the commotion outside.

At this moment, he had just taken out the last few heaven and earth wonders.

The Battle Intent Stone, imbued with Battle Intent, which could invigorate one's spirit when worn.

The Legacy Wonder, which could engrave one's own will and allow people to comprehend their beliefs.

The Gravity Pearl, a concentrated essence of Alien Planet wreckage, which could adjust gravity... As Yang Dian refined the last few wonders into the territory map, the fiercely burning Spark Will also dimmed.

Forging the star core fragment of the Earth into the map, refining the Five Elements wonders to evolve mountains and rivers, refining the silver star core fragment to form a Cultivation space, and then refining other heaven and earth wonders with various divine powers, required too much Spark Will.

So much so that the will-fire accumulated over years by 1.4 billion Huaxia people contemplating "Spark" was completely burned out, just barely enough to refine it.

The Old Daoist, who had been looking up at the sky, saw that Yang Dian had been still for a long time, and couldn't help but twist his neck and say:

"Is the 【shanhe sheji tu】(the map of mountains and rivers) refined?"

Yang Dian nodded.

"It's done."

"Its functions are exactly as envisioned."

The Old Daoist was puzzled:

"Then why don't I feel the blessing of the 【shanhe sheji tu】(the map of mountains and rivers)?"

"You didn't mess up the refining, did you?"

"And is it really done?"

"Didn't novels say that whenever a Divine Artifact descends, there must be a calamity born to meet it?"

Yang Dian looked at the Old Daoist with some exasperation:

"Daoist, why are you reading novels now?"

"Quickly uninstall Tomato."

"My 【shanhe sheji tu】(the map of mountains and rivers) was urged by the Earth for me to refine, how could there be a calamity?"

"Whoever dares to bring a calamity upon it, just see if lightning strikes them, that's all."

After complaining about the Old Daoist, Yang Dian stretched again:

"As for not receiving the blessing, it's naturally because I haven't opened the permissions yet."

With that, Yang Dian held up the 【shanhe sheji tu】(the map of mountains and rivers) and gently sent it into the sky.

The 【shanhe sheji tu】(the map of mountains and rivers) flew up into the air, and in an instant, transformed into a sky-obscuring giant screen, flying into the sky and overlapping with the phantom of mountains and rivers on high.

Then, Yang Dian curled his fingers into a fist, extended his index finger, and pointed at the 【shanhe sheji tu】(the map of mountains and rivers) in the sky.

"Ding~~~"

Amidst the golden clang and jade resonance, the 【shanhe sheji tu】(the map of mountains and rivers) radiated boundless golden light.

Then the golden light transformed into countless golden star-dust, tracing flawless arcs across the sky, scattering towards the earth like celestial maidens strewing flowers, precisely landing on every Huaxia person.

Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

The herdsman looked at the endless golden light exploding in the sky, and the one large and one small golden light flying towards him, and a realization dawned upon him.

"This is the Spark Will, the light of faith?"

"But Mama, you haven't Cultivated the 'Spark' contemplation method, why is your light of faith so much bigger than mine?"

As the herdsman said, the golden lights in the sky varied in size.

The golden light flying towards the herdsman was actually not small, already surpassing most other golden lights.

But compared to his Mama's golden light, his own speck of faith light was too, too small.

The white-haired old woman reached out and stroked the herdsman's head:

"Because your Mama, I, have lived longer than you."

"I lived through that era."

"I know even more how miserable we were then, and how happy we are now."

The herdsman blinked, then turned to look in the direction of the distant temple:

"Mama, the lamas in the temple don't seem to have received the golden light's blessing."

The old woman smiled, her wrinkled face as happy as when she first saw the Jinzhumami:

"Because they are still thinking of that old society that treated us like cattle and horses, beating us like livestock at will."

"They feel that the new era has deprived them of their superior status, and they harbor resentment."

"But ah, the times are different now~"

"In the new era, there's no place for them anymore~"

As her voice fell, the golden light descending from the sky finally flew over mountains and rivers and entered her body.

"Eh?"

"Is this a Divine Artifact specially crafted for us by the Jinzhumami to help us improve our strength?"

"I knew it, they are the Bodhisattva's soldiers, they definitely wouldn't forget us~"

"Pu ah, later you also teach Mama martial arts, I want to practice martial arts too..."

The centenarian old woman on the plateau, with ambitions unaged, prepared to take up martial arts and shine brightly.

In Urumqi, a weathered uncle reached out and grabbed a young man who was eating naan:

"Hey, friend."

"Why weren't you blessed?"