In the Divine Realm, the World Tree rises over a thousand kilometers, towering above the land, covering a vast continent.
At this moment, near the World Tree, a beautiful woman with wings is praying devoutly: "Almighty Creator, can you hear my prayer? The Divine Realm is so vast, yet I feel so lonely..."
This woman is the angel that Fang Yuan created long ago, and she is now the only angel in the Divine Realm. Fang Yuan bestowed upon her the title "Angel King." She has learned to cultivate herself, and now her strength is undeniably the strongest in the Divine Realm.
If she were in the outside world, with just one strike, she could probably split the moon in half. However, her power pales in comparison to that of Fang Yuan, whose strength transcends everything. Fang Yuan is not at all worried about losing control.
To escape the world of steel spheres, even if the Angel King's power were a hundred times stronger, it would still be impossible.
For nearly ten thousand years, the Angel King has frequently prayed, or perhaps spoken to herself, feeling the loneliness. This prayer, unlike any other, is filled with such pure thoughts that even Fang Yuan, in the outside world, can sense it. It seems that a mysterious force, perhaps the power of faith, emanates from her and flies toward Fang Yuan, ignoring the barriers of the world.
At that moment, a surge of cosmic energy gathers above the Divine Realm, condensing into a figure. It is none other than Fang Yuan, though only a clone.
Even a clone can control the power of the world, bolstered by the will of the universe.
With a single step, the clone appears before the Angel King.
"Almighty Creator..." The Angel King is momentarily stunned, but then her face brightens with joy. "You heard my prayer, didn't you?"
"Yes, you've been repeating it every day. My ears have almost callused from it," Fang Yuan says with a smile.
The Angel King feels slightly embarrassed but persists. "Almighty Creator, the beings in the Divine Realm all seem to be hostile towards me. I feel so lonely..."
"That's because they all fear you. Anyone who gets close to the World Tree is hunted down by you. Why wouldn't they be hostile?" Fang Yuan says lightly.
"I understand. I will grant you a wish, so you no longer have to feel lonely," Fang Yuan declares.
"Thank you, Almighty Creator," the Angel King rejoices, although she doesn't yet know how the Creator will fulfill her wish. In her heart, she believes the Creator is all-powerful, even the Divine Realm itself was created by him.
Fang Yuan smiles faintly, raising one hand. Immediately, the Angel King feels a sharp pain in her chest. A drop of heart's blood uncontrollably flies out, and Fang Yuan catches it.
Heart's blood is precious, and losing a drop weakens the Angel King significantly. But in the next moment, she miraculously recovers, as if nothing had happened.
Fang Yuan opens his other hand, revealing a seed in his palm. This is the same seed he once created using a wooden egg, which inadvertently gave birth to the Elves.
At the time, he had planted only one seed, leaving the other ninety-nine aside.
Fang Yuan merges the Angel King's heart's blood with the seed, then uses the power of the world to alter it, completely infusing the Angel King's genes.
In no time, the seed transforms into a pearl that radiates holy light, and the Angel King's aura can still be felt emanating from it.
"Follow me," Fang Yuan says, flying toward the distance.
The Angel King hurriedly follows.
Fang Yuan stops about 100,000 miles away from the World Tree, looks back at it, and thinks to himself: Even if the world expands in the future and the World Tree grows larger, it should never reach this far, right?
He buries the pearl in the soil and takes a few steps back.
The Angel King watches in confusion, unsure of Fang Yuan's intentions.
Then, the soil begins to open up, and a green shoot breaks through the ground, growing at an incredible speed.
In just one minute, the seedling has grown to a height of ten meters and continues to grow, absorbing the spiritual energy of the Divine Realm, blooming with flowers that radiate holy light.
After a few more minutes, the flowers wither, and some petals fall, leaving only three fruits.
What is miraculous is that these fruits are humanoid, attached to branches at the top, with their feet pointed downward and small wings on their backs. At this stage, they are still in a fruit form, their hands and feet fused with the body, like incomplete sculptures. As they grow, they will become more humanoid.
Once the 'fruit' reaches the size of a palm, Fang Yuan stops using his magic and says to the Angel King: "This is the Angel Tree. When the fruits it bears mature, they will be your people. They will accompany you in guarding the World Tree."
After a pause, Fang Yuan continues: "You need to teach them cultivation, knowledge, and protect them as they grow, because unlike you, they will not be born as adults. Do you understand?"
"Yes, thank you, Almighty Creator," the Angel King exclaims joyfully, flying over to gaze lovingly at the three fruits.
"Your Angel race can also freely reproduce. The lifespan of this Angel Tree is 100,000 years. After that, it will wither," Fang Yuan adds.
"Yes, Almighty Creator, I understand," the Angel King responds respectfully and gratefully.
Fang Yuan smiles lightly. After comprehending the laws of life, creating life has become much easier, though he cannot directly create beings as powerful and intelligent as the Angel King.
Still, he can imbue the life forms he creates with a spirit, starting their evolution from the embryonic stage. Their intelligence will also evolve, and as they grow, their wisdom will increase, much like how humans need to learn.
It is also possible that some of these created life forms may fail in their evolution during the embryonic stage, leading to incomplete intelligence. Fang Yuan thinks this is normal, as even humans have children born with disabilities. Why should angels be any different?
Seeing the Angel King so happy that she forgets to acknowledge him as the "Almighty Creator," Fang Yuan silently dissipates his clone.
The Divine Realm is developing too slowly. Most of the ascended gods have already taken spouses in the lower realms, and after ascending, they rarely seek new partners. Thus, over nearly ten thousand years, fewer than a thousand new lives have been born, which is pitifully small.
Therefore, Fang Yuan seldom enters the Divine Realm. The developmental cycle here is far too long, and since the beings in this realm live for millennia, many of them are simply in seclusion, focusing on their cultivation.
Fang Yuan even wonders if the Divine Realm will ever develop a system of civilization.
"Let it be," Fang Yuan thinks. "The Angel race is an experiment. If it works, I will create other native races in the future."
His initial purpose in creating the Divine Realm was to allow the gods of the lower realms to ascend, giving them hope for further growth without causing trouble.
Now, he feels that the Divine Realm doesn't need too many native inhabitants, just those who ascend from the lower realms.
But there can't be too few, either, as they must put pressure on the ascended beings. How can the Divine Realm develop if everyone is just in seclusion?
The Divine Realm is so vast, with a diameter of ten million kilometers, enough to fit a thousand Earths.
The most crucial issue is that the level of this world is so high that even the algorithmic gods cannot fly here.
Currently, fewer than a hundred beings in the Divine Realm can fly. The Angel King is one of them, and the others are from the earliest ascended group.
Including powerful beasts, the number of lives in the Divine Realm doesn't exceed ten million because the beings can't fly. Traveling across the entire Divine Realm is incredibly difficult!
Once again, the power of heaven and earth gathers, and Fang Yuan's clone reappears.
"Earth will soon emerge into the starry sky, creating myths. Perhaps we can provide the people of Earth with an environment for training!"
The clone rubs his chin, a strange smile appearing: "We can't let the beings of the Divine Realm become too lazy, they need to stay active."
With a wave of his hand, the entire Divine Realm trembles, and volcanic eruptions occur.
Amidst the shocked gazes of the Divine Realm's beings, mindless magma giants crawl out from the volcanoes, roaring loudly.
In other areas, the rocks of the Divine Realm gather together, forming towering stone giants over a kilometer high.
In yet other places, the earth shakes, and entire mountain ranges rise from the ground, becoming mountain giants thousands of meters tall.