Preparation - 426

Zhou Fan sent out a message to all cultivators that the 2nd stage of the creation of worlds was beginning. 

Contribution points were doubled, and more contribution points were earned per task.

For half of the creations in the Zhou filament, Zhou Fan threw microscopic organisms out and allowed them to develop on their own. For a quarter of the creations, he placed already developed life in hopes that they would either populate the creations or evolve and undergo changes.

Only a fourth was left as a free for all for true gods and gods creations. Although gods and true gods could indeed make life with the use of divinity, they could not even match Zhou Fan when he was in the lesser dao creation realm, though he hadn't really been creating life at that time.

Still, none could do what he had done back then.

No race comparable to celestials had been created besides the Heavenborns, and Zhou Fan was responsible for a big part of their creation.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Fan did not plan to majorly help the true gods and gods during the second stage when it came to them creating their own life.

He would only make sure that the life they created had the potential to naturally evolve.

Of course, few cultivators would end up taking the route of creating their own life. Although Zhou Fan had reserved three fourths of the world for natural growth and already developed species, true gods and gods could still do the same and get contribution points for it in the remaining fourth.

The second stage of the creation of infinite worlds lasted a much shorter time. Zhou Fan silently watched as 50 quadrillion years passed by.

Perhaps due to the creation of worlds taking place or some other reason, almost no conflicts had happened between the destruction race and the righteous faction.

After all, Yao Mun needed contribution points to increase his realm. It was the only way to increase his strength.

The twins born from the king of the destruction race needed to spend almost all of their time cultivating.

As for the righteous faction, they had searched for the destruction race, but after a few quadrillion years they had given up. Most of their manpower was spent on the creation of worlds in an attempt to stop Yao Mun from gaining too many contribution points.

At the end of the second stage, Yao Mun had reached the 8th level of the true god realm due to how much easier it was to get contribution points. Of course, he also had help from half of the destruction race.

The two twins of the destruction race were at the 4th level of the true god realm.

As for Ying Xiong, he was the same as Yao Mun at the 8th level of the true god realm.

With the second stage of the creation of worlds completed, the creation of worlds could be considered finished. All that remained was waiting for life to evolve, but that could be done without intervention.

As Zhou Fan looked into the distance, he almost felt his stomach tighten in excitement. He had been waiting so long.

"Cosmic Dao. You won't have to wait much longer."

Zhou Fan returned to the cosmic sect for the first time in a while. To be honest, he had nearly forgotten about it after so much time. When he looked into the distance, he saw Lu Wei occupying his mountain, as well as the old man's grave.

In another direction, he saw Lu Zhong and Feng Liu. As he looked around, he even saw Ying Xiong, Tong, and Pangu from afar.

He took a step and appeared inside of the temple. Seeing the statue of him made him rub Leaf a bit. Leaf happily squirmed.

Above the cosmic sect, a giant bell appeared and rang. Its sound traveled through the cosmic sect, alerting everyone in it. More bells appeared all around the Zhou filament, set up in advance. The bells carried only one message that anyone at or above the god realm could hear: "All life report to the cosmic sect."

None questioned the order as it could only come from one person. Through the use of teleportation arrays, the temple in the cosmic sect was filled with various beings, both enemies and friends. There was the human race and the destruction race, but nobody dared to attack each other.

The temple inside the cosmic sect was huge, more than enough to contain millions of people, though there weren't that many cultivators at or above the god realm.

Zhou Fan stood in front of the statue silently, turned away from the entrance. He closed his eyes, only moving to play with Leaf.

When the last living being entered the temple, the doors closed and Zhou Fan turned around.

"Today can be considered both an exciting day and a worrying one. On one hand, I may not be alive soon, but on the other, I may fight and win the greatest fight I could ever imagine." Zhou Fan said, shocking the room.

Although everyone managed to remain silent, hearing the origin god, the one above all understanding, speak about possibly dying to an enemy shocked them to the core.

"Everyone here has more or less comprehended the Cosmic Dao. I can feel that once my mortal dao expands, it will no longer be accepted by the Cosmic Dao, and I will become its enemy. Either I will die or it will lose, the outcome is unknown. I can't even fathom its strength."

His words shocked more, but he continued speaking.

"I have selfishly gathered all of you here today in order to inform you, and in the case that I die, to give all life a gift."

As Zhou Fan spoke, he held out his hand and a small wooden chest appeared on it.

"This chest can be a blessing or a curse. If I do not return in a long long time, long after your lifespans are over, then this box will open. It will undo all restrictions upon cultivation, and perhaps, just maybe, someone like me may be born again." Zhou Fan placed the chest down.

"There is more inside. It is my inheritance containing all of my battle techniques, arrays, formations, and many other things. I can only hope that the universe I have painstakingly created can go on."

Zhou Fan was done speaking. He had said all he would say, though there was a lot left unsaid. After all, if he died, his mortal dao would disappear and Qi would no longer be split. Cultivators would not be able to recover Qi any longer. Many things he had set up would go haywire. Perhaps even Heaven would die.

He only hoped that everything he had created would remain in the end. He had a special fondness towards it, the fondness of a creator.

Zhou Fan took steps and walked. 

He was excited again. He put all of the talk and the what ifs in the back of his mind. He waved to Heaven and Lu Wei as he walked.

He had never been so excited. He was finally going to fight a true battle of equals. Perhaps, just maybe, he would even be of a lower strength.