Tang Zhen stood on the spot and did not move for a long time.
If someone were to enter this place and see Tang Zhen, they might treat him as a native God.
That kind of majestic aura could not be faked at all, making people feel reverence from the bottom of their hearts.
The source of energy in the world of his mind had now disappeared. It had become something like a sun, hanging high in the sky.
Tang Zhen was born in his original world. This caused him to subconsciously imitate his hometown when he constructed the divine country in his mind.
It would not be exactly the same because that world could not be said to be perfect. What Tang Zhen had to do was to make up for those flaws.
He had been to many planes and special worlds, and some of the scenes that were left in his memories were now reappearing in his world.
However, if he wanted to build a real God Country and perfect it completely, he would still need enough time.
