The players left, but since the Federation had already ceased expansion, it didn’t have much of an impact.

Some residents were accustomed to the convenience when players were around, and there were some complaints, but no one listened to them.

The construction of Celestial City continued at an accelerated pace, drawing the attention of the entire Federation.

The new batch of orders from the Sea Race was also declined by Baiyi, although he wanted more resources, but... now he only wanted the Floating City to appear in the world.

The Lord of Scarlet went to the border between the Sea Race and the Netherworld and had a conflict with the Demigod Hestia.

But the Divine Envoy was ultimately not a God, and was defeated, though it seemed some information was still uncovered.

A vast existence beyond the world cast its gaze towards the Abyss.

That was where its troubles originated, where Embrace of Suffering should have been.

In the early year of 1546.

The framework of Celestial City began to extend downward, with the iron structure gradually spreading into the vast underground space.

The number of Alchemists totaled around one million one hundred thousand, with over eight hundred thousand at the Bronze Level, and the remaining 70% were Silver Lower Tier Alchemists.

But this was enough, as Silver Level was already barely capable of, under the leadership of Golden Level, helping Baiyi complete some things.

Moreover, the profession of Arcane Mage was also useful in some aspects of construction.

However, digging was virtually no time-consuming, with Kexi’s presence, soil could also be consumed, the only downside being that consuming land made it hard to divide again, as although the soil contained Elemental Power, it was extremely tiny.

To the Plague Gold division that needed to consume flesh and Extraordinary, it was a source of very low nutrition.

By mid-Dawn Calendar 1546, Baiyi stopped the construction of Celestial City and turned his eyes towards the Capital City.

Helen’s departure time was up.

He needed to replenish the Child of Nature’s blood for the device at the Sword Master Mansion.

After a glance at the changes in the Demon Realm, which were about to be completed, Baiyi felt some anticipation, time... what he lacked most was time now.

Vast Spiritual Power tore through space, Baiyi’s Spiritual Power had now reached 183, thoroughly becoming Forbidden Level, even to the extent of Tier Two to Tier Three Forbidden.

Vast Spiritual Power would now not get lost in space turbulence.

Thus, the restriction of the Skill Spatial Penetration vanished.

He could now stay in space for as long as he wanted.

Even... traverse a whole continent.

With coordinates, combined with the Space Shuttling Technique given by the Sword Saint, Baiyi’s Spatial Penetration took only three seconds to cover forty thousand kilometers to the skies over the Capital City.

Space around Baiyi fluctuated again, and when it stabilized, he was already at the entrance to the Sword Master Mansion.

The two Golden Level soldiers nearby instantly became alert.

But as they saw the visitor, they immediately let down their guard and slightly bowed to Baiyi: "Lord City Lord, without the Sword Saint’s order, no one can trespass, please let me report it."

"No need, the Sword Saint is calling me in."

Baiyi said as he directly pushed the door open and walked in.

Buzz~

Baiyi’s current Charm Value had reached sixty, with high Elemental Affinity, allowing him to feel more clearly how terrifyingly high the Elemental Affinity was here.

Walking towards the Sword Saint, he bowed: "Lord Sword Saint."

"What is it?"

The elder voice lost some sternness but gained a touch of fatigue, over time, this old man grew weaker.

A trace of complexity flashed through Baiyi’s eyes, he smiled and said: "I missed you, came to see you."

"Then leave once you’ve seen, your Talent might be the highest after Helen... train more, the Federation’s future is in your hands to protect...."

Like a murmur, the voice sounded, Baiyi looked at the elderly man lying with eyes closed on the rocking chair, heartbeat extremely slow, and closed his eyes.

He sat on the vine chair that automatically grew behind him, feeling a bit sentimental: "The Lord of Scarlet came for me, I can feel the arrival of the Gods getting closer."

"Every single plane is eyeing us, I’m a bit worried..."

"Worried about what?" The Sword Saint slightly opened his eyes, though his voice was weak, his gaze remained razor-sharp.

Baiyi averted his eyes: "Nothing..."

The surrounding Elemental Power gradually intensified, the Sword Saint’s tone became stern again: "Worrying is meaningless, the Ancient Gods won’t not destroy order because of your worries."

"Under the rule of the Ancient Gods, there’s only one law in the world, the law of the jungle, and they are the rulers of this law."

"And the defeat the Ancient Gods experienced, they will now kill any SSS-level existence, including you."

"Consolidating your foundation is more fruitful than worrying, as long as you are under Sword Mark’s coverage before I fall... they can’t harm you."

"And after I’m gone..."

The Sword Saint took a few deep breaths before falling into silence, he waved his hand: "Go, don’t come unless necessary, strive to become strong every moment, this is not only for the Federation but for yourself."

"The truly top potential might only be you and Helen, and you both... will be the sharpest thorn in the eyes of the Gods because..."

The Sword Saint slowly closed his eyes, his voice barely audible.

Baiyi was silent, he bowed deeply, then turned and walked out.

"Because... the initial New Gods were also top-notch...."

The low mumble sounded, dreamlike, causing Baiyi to halt his steps: "You’ve inherited an incredible legacy, but your relationship with Dawn is like the earth to the tree, no matter how tall you grow in the future, the root... is still here... my root is also here, once was..."