The goal of the creation of worlds was not to simply create things, but to create life and spread it throughout all of the universe, to develop and grow all cultivators.
In its truest form, it was meant to speed up development, create more possibilities, and make things more interesting.
Perhaps even someone like Zhou Fan could be born.
Zhou Fan watched as 10 trillion years passed, before something very interesting began to happen.
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In the Heaven sect, the current Tian was looking at a man with a blood red eye and cracks around his entire face.
The man was holding a sword. He had suddenly appeared in the backyard, before instantly moving to the main hall of the Heaven sect.
Before the current Tian could speak, the man raised his sword and slashed down. The slash contained the power of the god realm, but the current Tian was in the true god realm.
The current Tian broke the sword slash, but the man had disappeared, leaving behind only a single sentence.
"Let Heaven know that Yao Mun has returned."
The current Tian was confused by the entire situation, which was why he did not act, but upon hearing the man's words, he reported to Heaven.
In just a second, Heaven appeared in the main hall and looked around.
"As expected. No trace. Only the prisoner has gone missing. I have no clue what's going on." He said before disappearing.
Far from the Heaven sect, outside of the Heaven galaxy, Yao Mun stood on a desolate and bleak planet filled with cracks and with no life in sight.
In his hand was a blood red book.
"One has finally been found. It seems that the culprit behind everything has been revealed since my "Death". The origin god. You were the one who spoke to me that day, the one who gave me my power. There was no other who could. I swear that I will find you, and when I do, only then will I know how to feel." Yao Mun said to himself.
In his hand was a technique that Zhou Fan had created many years ago. It was the technique that raised talent by absorbing the blood of those with higher talent and a realm above you. Although the extra requirement of having to kill the person whose blood you are absorbing with your own hands made many despair, who was more suited for this than Yao Mun?
As for how he was reborn, that was his own story. Perhaps he would tell it one day. He was already at the peak of the inner world realm. It would not be long before he would step onto the world stage again.
A few hundred years later, Pangu visited Zhou Fan. It was rare for someone besides Ying Xiong and Heaven to visit him, but he did not dislike Pangu.
"Hello." Pangu said as he met Zhou Fan.
"It's good to see you, Pangu. I've always liked you." Zhou Fan said.
"Thank you. I'm afraid I've come with a request today."
"And what would that be?"
Pangu pointed in a certain direction. "There is a manor over there, frozen in ice. From the strength of the arrays around it, I assume it is yours, just like that planet in the purple star sea. Anyways, it seems that time is almost frozen there. I would like to be able to imitate that."
Zhou Fan nodded. "Indeed. It is mine. It is cryofrozen right now, stopping all action inside. Unfortunately, even I can't do such a thing to a true god. How about this?"
Zhou Fan waved his hand and three pods appeared. They were like beds, but completely covered in a cylinder of metal.
"This is a cryopod. If a true god were to stay inside it and activate it, it would slow down their aging by ten thousand times, though both their thoughts and bodies would be frozen as well. Nothing could be accomplished besides existing longer, which is what I assume you need it for, right?"
Pangu nodded. "God realm cultivators have died. True god cultivators will die too, it is just a matter of time. With this, we can preserve the power of the righteous faction. Mostly in response to the destruction race, but there could also be other threats, either now or in the future."
As a member of the righteous faction army, Pangu did seem to at least have passion about it.
Zhou Fan waved his hand. "You can go now."
Pangu nodded and left.
Zhou Fan had used some of Pangu's contribution points in the creation of worlds in order to justify giving him the cryopod.
As for what he would do with the cryopod, it was none of Zhou Fan's business, though he could imagine its great usefulness.
It could be used to freeze cultivators near the end of their lifespan and release them when they were needed to fight at least one last time.
Zhou Fan moved to the purple star sea. He had nearly forgotten about his planet until Pangu mentioned it.
From afar, it seemed the same as normal, besides a few people outside of the barrier. It seemed that they were seeing if the Zhou Fan, the origin god, would come.
It was too bad that he entered without allowing them to see him. They could see through the barrier, but they weren't even at the inner world realm. They would never notice Zhou Fan unless he wanted to be noticed. Zhou Fan sat back and relaxed on the planet.
Although quadrillions of years had passed, nothing much had changed on the planet, just as Zhou Fan had designed it.
A few trillion years passed as Zhou Fan watched the creation of worlds progress.
He was watching Yao Mun's situation with interest. Yao Mun could not do things casually with the unified existence of the righteous faction.
At least, that was until he came into contact with the destruction race.