Chapter 1179: Phoenix Emperor Realm and Phoenix Emperor Xi!

Chapter 1179: The Wind Emperor Realm and the Wind Emperor Xi!

Zhou Zhou examined the "Master Craftsman Recruitment Certificate," hesitated not at all, and immediately tossed it into the Military Merit Exchange System, designating that it could only be redeemed and used for promotion by legendary upper-tier craftsmen with true god-level potential.

Then suddenly, an idea struck him.

"Let me calculate the time—shouldn't Olofa have already repaired my pseudo-race artifact, the Shadow Sky Veil, by now?"

Zhou murmured to himself.

After a moment's thought, he dismissed the matter.

Right now, the new activity remained more important.

He glanced at the time: 5:40. Only twenty minutes until six o'clock.

Zhou took a deep breath, his heart filled with anticipation.

At that very moment—

Zheng Yuanqi strode forward with urgent steps.

"I report to Your Majesty."

"Just now, four more true god-level experts have come forward, wishing to join our empire and become our enshrined True Gods."

He spoke, his expression alight with excitement.

Though true god-level powerhouses had been continuously joining the Scorching Sun Empire over the past two days, with at least dozens arriving each day.

Still, one could never have too many experts of this caliber, and anyone would feel a swell of joy knowing that a True God had aligned with their faction.

"Four?"

"They must be the mythological talents drawn in by yesterday's four points of Mythological Reputation."

Zhou Zhou mused.

The talent-attracting effect of Supreme Conquest had already run its course.

Those who could come at this moment were likely myth-level talents.

"Let them join the Empire, bring them here, and let me see."

Zhou Zhou said.

Although he now commanded over a thousand true god-level servants under his banner, true gods remained beings of such power that they ranked among the elite of the cosmos.

Even if he himself possessed the strength of a supreme god, he still had to maintain a measure of respect toward such beings.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhen Yuanqi nodded and immediately turned to leave.

A moment later.

Within the divine palace,

Zhou Zhou sat upon the imperial throne, gazing down at the true god-level warriors beneath.

There stood one True God of the Human race, and the other three were True Gods of the Ice Element race—Ice Shatter, the True God of the Magro race—Sanzha, and the True God of the Heaven Ghost race—Xuan Du.

"Welcome, honored guests, to my Sun Empire."

"The offerings of True Gods in the future will never fall short of your contributions."

"This is but a small token of goodwill. I am certain you will not regret joining our Sun Empire."

Zhou Zhou smiled as he extended four World Rings to the four True Gods.

"Thank you, Majesty!"

These four True Gods had long heard of the generosity of the Celestial Emperor, and upon hearing this, eagerly accepted the four World Rings with eager anticipation.

As their divine consciousness entered the rings, they beheld six divine artifacts perfectly aligned with their own laws of existence and their current state of True Godhood. Their divine bodies trembled instantly, their faces aglow with emotion so intense it could not be expressed in words.

Without delay, they knelt on one knee, their joy and reverence palpable: "Thank you, Majesty, for your generous gift!"

"Try them on."

Zhou Zhou smiled faintly.

These four True Gods had long desired such a thing. Upon hearing it, they showed no hesitation—immediately claiming ownership of the six True Sacred Artifacts and donning them upon themselves.

In an instant,

the vast godly palace was illuminated by the radiant, colorful laws emanating from the True Sacred Artifacts adorning their bodies.

Only when these four True Gods deliberately subdued the brilliance of their artifacts did the light recede, restoring the artifacts to their ordinary, unremarkable forms.

During the process of claiming them, they learned that among the six True Sacred Artifacts bestowed upon them, only one was genuinely given to them; the other five had to be acquired through military merit.

Yet they did not care.

Possessing even one True Sacred Artifact, coupled with access to the exchange system for others, was already enough to bring them immense joy.

Look not far.

Do you not see how countless True Gods beyond the palace have amassed vast quantities of divine crystals, yet still cannot afford even a single True Sacred Artifact?

They now possess more than ninety percent of the true gods beyond the outer realms.

While they rejoiced in the power of their true divine artifacts, Zhou Zhou was simultaneously assessing the potential of these four true gods.

No surprise.

With the aid of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, each of their potentials had reached the level of a Supreme God—two at the mid-Supreme God level, and two at the upper Supreme God level!

That was already an exceedingly high potential.

After reviewing their attribute panels, he casually began chatting with them, weaving in small talk to strengthen their bond.

As they spoke of the human-origin true god, Zhou Zhou glanced up and down at the figure with a subtle, observant gaze.

This human-origin true god possessed only lower-tier true god strength, yet his potential had soared to the upper Supreme God level.

"Shouldn't you be one of the human true gods from the Supreme Continent?"

"I've reviewed the records of the lone human true gods on the Supreme Continent—there seems to be no entry for you."

Zhou Zhou asked.

"Report to the Emperor, I am not a native of the Supreme Continent. I hail from the Middle Thousand Realm among the myriad heavens and realms—the Wind Phoenix Realm.

Just a few days ago, the Wind Phoenix Realm was invaded by three colossal fog sources. As a result, the entire world and all its beings were transformed into the Crimson Thousand Realm and Crimson Fog monsters.

Because I had just attained True God status, it was only through the power of a True God that I managed to escape that world.

Later, upon hearing of Your Majesty's renown and knowing that You are the sovereign of the human race, I came forth specifically to seek refuge under Your Majesty's rule!"

This human True God, named Zhang Jiujian, spoke with deep reverence.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou nodded.

In this age, when the Crimson Sovereign and the Supreme Will wage war upon one another, it is entirely normal for worlds to be seized and conquered by either side.

Among the many bloodline inheritances Zhou Zhou possesses, there are countless records of such events. Thus, He felt no surprise at all.

"The Wind Phoenix Realm... I remember it was created by the fallen True God—Wind Phoenix Xi, a realm for the human race across a thousand worlds."

He murmured to himself.

Wind Phoenix Xi.

In the Earth's Chinese mythology, he was known by a far more renowned name.

Fuxi!

A true god among the human race—indeed, one of the most powerful beings of his kind. A master of the most enigmatic art of divination. He had once shared deep bonds of friendship with the Yellow Emperor and his peers, standing as a co-leader in the rise and development of humanity. In terms of contribution to the human race, he was no less than the Yellow Emperors themselves.

Yet, due to his repeated use of divination to foresee the fate of the human race, he had suffered from relentless backlash from the very source of existence. Though his foresight had saved humanity from numerous extinction crises during the time when the Pangu Emperor had vanished from the world, the repeated counter-effects had ultimately consumed him. This true god, who had once enjoyed endless life, perished at last—not from battle, nor from malice, but from the exhaustion of his lifespan, drained by the very forces he sought to master.

And His native realm—the Feng Huang World—might have collapsed entirely due to the death of Fu Xi, had it not been for the unwavering support from the human race sustaining its existence.

Yet even so.

The world's inherent grade, once a mid-tier realm, began to slowly decline after Fu Xi's passing.

No matter how relentlessly the human race sent world treasures into it, the world's very essence had already begun to wither and fade.

And it is said that on the very day of Fu Xi's death,

countless human realm masters came to mourn him.

Every human being held deep admiration for him—no one harbored envy toward Fu Xi's honored status.

"Feng Huang Xi Mian beneath..."

Zhou Zhou pondered.