Time flies.
Li Qing no longer concerns himself with the schemes of the Celestial Dao. The puppeteer behind the scenes has officially retired and now simply retreats into solitude for rest.
On the Multi-Dimensional Ancient Tree, only a month and a half have passed, yet in the Multi-Dimensional Crystal Wall World below, more than two hundred thousand years have gone by.
These guys are inhumane!
They develop the more advanced Lower City District directly at super speed, where one day in the heavens equals five thousand years below!
In the eyes of the Supreme Gods on the tree, the endless Multi-Dimensional World below is just livestock—a pasture in the Lower City District.
Time?
It's merely a starting point for propelling an era.
After all, for these supreme beings, civilization's development isn't just about time; most civilizations stagnate regardless of how much time passes.
