More and more soil and stones appeared, gradually forming a small island, which quickly extended outward.
When the soil and stone surface underfoot and the space reached nearly the same size, both space and the land began to expand synchronously, growing larger together.
Under Fang Yuan's conscious control, the soil and stones were distributed in a special pattern, forming land and hills.
The continent, made entirely of soil and stone infused with powerful divine energy, was rapidly created and expanded at a fast pace by Fang Yuan without considering the cost.
The space also expanded quickly.
During this process, the little angel opened her beautiful eyes wide, curiously watching everything. Although she was over a hundred years old, she had spent most of her time sleeping in the past, and her concepts were like a blank slate, lacking any real understanding.
So, she was only curious about Fang Yuan's abilities—curious about the unknown, with a very strong capacity to accept.
Finally, when the one hundred billion drops of origin were used up, a small divine realm with a radius of one thousand kilometers was born.
Due to the high level of this world, both the spatial level and land level were extremely high, requiring an enormous amount of origin energy.
As a result, the one hundred billion drops of origin were barely enough to create a world with a radius of one thousand kilometers.
This world was completely integrated with the mortal realm, with the same sun and moon, and the day and night cycles were identical. Whether in the mortal realm or the divine realm, they both saw the same sun.
However, the divine realm could not see the mortal realm, and the mortal realm could not see the divine realm. Only the eternal radiance of the sun and moon could penetrate the dimensional barrier, illuminating both worlds.
At this point, the "origin tree" had grown to a height of one hundred meters.
Previously, Fang Yuan primarily wanted to use this tree to stabilize the spatial node between the divine realm and the mortal realm, so he did not stop the small tree from absorbing the world's origin energy.
After absorbing a large amount of the world's origin, the tree underwent a mysterious mutation.
Fang Yuan discovered that the hardness and toughness of this tree were astonishing, and each leaf seemed to carry different properties.
Vaguely, one could see that the leaves flickered with flames and frost, and even the tree trunk had lightning flashes.
If one used their thoughts to scan, they would find that each leaf contained a small world without life, its veins mysterious and profound.
Moreover, the life force of this tree was extraordinary. If measured by its energy content, the tree contained enough energy to rival that of one hundred small angels.
"It actually mutated. From now on, this tree will be called the 'World Tree,'" Fang Yuan casually gave it a name.
"However, creating the divine realm is too draining. It seems I need to plunder more origin energy!" Fang Yuan sighed.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
Suddenly, the little angel spoke again, looking at Fang Yuan with confusion. At this point, she was filled with curiosity about him. Although she was strong, her temperament was still that of a child. The anger she had felt earlier was already forgotten.
Now, she looked at Fang Yuan as though she had found an interesting toy and eagerly wanted him to play with her.
"Me?" Fang Yuan smiled slightly. "I created this world, and I created you as well. Who do you think I am?"
The little angel froze for a moment, then her eyes lit up. "I know! You're the Creator!"
"Uh... Creator? Sure, let's go with Creator," Fang Yuan was taken aback.
"The all-powerful Creator, will you play with me?" the little angel said joyfully.
"I'm too busy to play with you," Fang Yuan chuckled.
The little angel's face immediately showed disappointment.
"However," Fang Yuan suddenly paused, "If you have patience, I can play a game with you."
"A game?" The little angel's eyes brightened. Her angelic wings unconsciously fluttered lightly, lifting her body into the air.
In this newly created divine realm, the little angel's own energy was insufficient for her to fly. Only her wings allowed her to have the ability to fly.
This showed just how terrifying the spatial pressure of the divine realm was!
"This game is simple. You help me protect this World Tree, and I will give you some rewards," Fang Yuan said.
"Protect this tree?" The little angel looked confused, but in the spirit of fun, she agreed. "Okay, okay, what's the reward?"
Fang Yuan smiled slightly and looked at the one hundred-meter-high World Tree. He peeled a piece of bark from the tree.
In the next moment, a thousand rays of light flashed from the tree trunk, and the bark immediately regenerated.
Fang Yuan harnessed the power of the world to transform the bark into a light sphere, which he flicked into the little angel's body. It fused with her genes.
"Huh?"
The little angel froze for a moment, as if some information appeared in her mind. She followed that feeling and moved. With a flash of holy white light, a pure white set of armor appeared on her.
"Huh?" The little angel was amazed, looking at the white armor on her. It felt as if the armor was her skin, but its defensive power was beyond imagination. Even after putting on the armor, her combat power had greatly increased, as if the entire world was providing her with strength.
"This is Angel Armor. As long as you follow the game rules, it is yours. It will help you fight and will never betray you," Fang Yuan said.
"Angel Armor? What's an angel?" The little angel's eyes sparkled.
"You are the first member of the Angel race. Your people are the messengers of heaven, tasked with completing the mission given to you by heaven."
Fang Yuan patiently explained to the being he had created.
"So, it's just the game to protect the World Tree?"
"Yes."
Fang Yuan smiled again, then picked another branch from the World Tree. The will of the world descended and transformed it into a light sphere, which was then placed inside the little angel.
The little angel understood in an instant. She reached out, and a large sword glowing with holy white light and filled with endless power appeared in her hand.
Holding the sword, she felt as if she could split the world with a single strike.
Of course, this was just the illusion of suddenly wielding immense power. With her current strength, even in the mortal realm, she might be able to split the world with one blow.
But in the divine realm, being able to split a mountain a thousand meters high would be considered remarkable.
"Huh?" The little angel blinked her eyes and looked at Fang Yuan. Whenever she was excited, she would instinctively flap her wings, causing holy white light to flicker.
"This is the Sword of Angels."
Fang Yuan smiled again, plucking another leaf from the World Tree. He used the same method to transform it into a light sphere and placed it inside the little angel, merging with her genes.
"More rewards?" The little angel, now experienced, excitedly and skillfully extended her left hand. Instantly, a beautiful mirror that emitted white light appeared in her hand.
"This is the Mirror of the Angel King," Fang Yuan said. "You, the Angel race, will manage the divine realm for me. This mirror can reflect every corner of the divine realm and can be used actively. If any being breaks a taboo, their location will appear on it. Your mission is to eliminate them."
"Eliminate them? What does that mean?"
Although the little angel could now speak fluently, she still couldn't fully understand every word.
"It means to kill them, leaving no one behind," Fang Yuan said, his tone without any emotional fluctuation, as if crushing an ant.