611: Chapter 614 Resurrecting the Ancient Dimensional Demons

Lu Chen might take them as a Disciple and pass on his Legacy.

The plan was set.

Lu Chen informed his subordinates of his thoughts.

Upon hearing them, everyone was filled with awe.

Without hesitation, each person praised the grandeur and ingenuity of this conception.

“Bokona.”

Lu Chen spoke calmly, his gaze shifting to the Dimensional Demon Clan butler behind him.

“Take me to your Demon Race's former home in the Void Realm.”

“I want the Ancient Dimensional Demon Race to reappear in the world and have them become the ultimate villains in this game of mine.”

“What do you think?”

Bokona did not hesitate for a second.

He bowed deeply.

His tone was filled with incomparable reverence.

“Master, as you wish.”

“To be of use to you will be their greatest honor. I have no objections.”

Lu Chen nodded slightly.

“Very well, then let us set out.”

A moment later.

Bokona led him through the endless Void Realm.

They arrived at a deathly silent and broken void.

This place.

Was the former homeland where the Ancient Dimensional Demon Race once thrived.

A multi-dimensional world that had long been completely wiped out by a catastrophe.

The butler stood solemnly behind Lu Chen.

His body was pulled taut, yet his eyes were misting over with layers of tears.

Sorrow suppressed for billions of years surged and churned at this moment.

“Master, this place is now but a desolate tomb.”

Bokona's voice was low and hoarse, saturated with unspeakable grief.

“Back then, the Nine Trans-Dimensional Lords joined forces; even their Soul Origins were crushed into fly ash.”

“Now it is beyond redemption, with no possibility of recovery.”

Lu Chen looked at him, a faint smile playing on the corners of his mouth.

“Then let us see if this so-called ‘impossible task’ is truly beyond my reach.”

He stepped forward.

He went straight to the heart of this deathly silent void.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand.

It was as if even the vacuum could not withstand his pressure.

It emitted bursts of silent wailing.

He was not merely standing within this void.

Rather, he stood above this void, presiding over the birth and death of all things.

“Return.”

This single command.

Was not transmitted through speech.

Instead, it was directly etched into the very fabric of reality's Origin.

In an instant.

The void debris filling the sky began to tremble violently.

A miracle defying the laws of entropy was quietly unfolding...

The shattered fragments of the Demon Race dimension actually spun backward as if time were reversing.

Dust condensed into boulders, and boulders pieced together to form world barriers and continental plates.

The timeline of this void.

Was forcibly pulled and reversed by a mighty power.

It let out silent howls and protests.

The atmosphere of the ancient Demon Realm began to reconstruct.

The poisonous black mist dissipated without a trace.

It transformed back into the dense, violet-colored oxygen that the Dimensional Demon Clan relied on for survival.

Next.

Was the return of the Souls.

Lu Chen reached his hand into the Long River of Time.

With a gentle pull.

Millions of ethereal Soul threads were instantly dragged back from nothingness into the real world.

Flesh and blood rapidly grew upon the bones;

Cold hearts began to pump hot blood once more.

Within this reborn world, countless Ancient Dimensional Demons slowly opened their eyes.

To them.

It felt as if only a moment of time had passed.

They were still immersed in their lives of the past.

Utterly unaware that they had been extinguished for untold billions of years.

“I have sealed their memories regarding that war of extermination.”

Lu Chen's voice echoed directly in Bokona's mind.

“From now on, they will see themselves as conquerors awaiting a challenge.”

“And they shall become the final bosses of my new domain.”

Bokona could no longer hold himself up.

His knees hit the ground heavily.

His suppressed emotions completely collapsed, and hot tears streamed from his eyes.

“Master, thank you. This kindness is something I will never forget for all eternity.”

Lu Chen shifted his gaze away from the reborn Demon Realm.

The fervent fires of creation burned in his eyes.

At this moment.

He was no longer a simple destroyer or savior.

He was a world-building designer in control of everything.

“Now, it is time to build our stage.”

He raised his right hand again.

A drop of golden liquid slowly seeped from his fingertip.

This was Origin Blood.

It was the supreme essence that only a powerhouse who had reached ninety-nine percent comprehension of dimensional origin could condense.

The energy contained within it.

Was enough to sustain the operation of a dimensional world for trillions of years.

“Expand.”

Lu Chen whispered.

That drop of Origin Blood suddenly exploded.

But this was not a chaotic, disordered energy eruption.

It was a precise, structured spatial expansion.

In an instant.

A vast and boundless flat continent slowly took shape in the void.

This was the Main World of the Era of Lords...

An infinite plane divided into millions of unique ecological zones:

There were scorching deserts stretching for thousands of miles,

Floating islands suspended in the sky,

Bottomless nether seas,

And crystal forests shimmering with flowing light.

Lu Chen began to fill this world with life and danger.

With a flick of his finger.

He summoned countless exotic beasts to every corner of the Main World:

Nine-Headed Worms from poisonous worlds,

Earth-Devouring Giant Worms born from the cores of dying planets,

And Shadow Specters that shuttled through the cracks of the void.

Following a meticulously designed layout.

He scattered these exotic beasts all over the world.

He demarcated forbidden zones with varying danger Ranks.

“A game must have rules.”

Lu Chen whispered thoughtfully.

He closed his eyes.

Mobilizing his subconscious.

He began to construct the core framework of the Lord System.

A translucent interface emerged out of thin air...

This was the System panel that all players could see.

He designed a Talent Rank System:

F-Rank and E-Rank were Mortal talents, representing the limits of humanity;

D-Rank and C-Rank were Rare talents, whose owners' Cultivation speed far exceeded ordinary people;

B-Rank and A-Rank were Uncommon talents, whose holders had the potential to grow into regional hegemons;

S-Rank was a Legendary talent, already a Heaven-Defying Aptitude that transcended the mundane;

SS-Rank was a Mythical talent, whose owners could even manipulate the rules of reality;

And SSS-Rank was a Divine-Grade talent, each one uniquely and closely linked to the dimensional origin.

“The distribution of talents shall be entirely random.”

Lu Chen made the decision calmly.

“Fate is inherently unpredictable; I want to see how these Mortals will handle the hand they are dealt.”

“Will a person with only an F-Rank talent sink into despair, or can they change their fate against the heavens and slay gods to prove their Dao?”

Meanwhile.

In Lu Chen's hometown...

The Third Dimension of the Origin Dimension.

Millions of Souls were suddenly shrouded in pure white light.

The owners of these Souls.

Were not powerful Cultivators, nor were they the lords of invincible great factions.

Lu Chen chose.

Those struggling in desperate situations, those with grand ambitions, those with dreams in their hearts.

And those obscure, ordinary people.

He selected a young office worker from a bustling city.