On the satellite map, where there was once an endless expanse of the Taklama Desert, there was now an additional text formed by several giant pits.
This text was extremely large, and anyone viewing the satellite map could instantly see the shape of this character.
"Fang..."
Looking at the text shape on the satellite image, Sir Wang's brain felt somewhat dizzy.
At this moment, it wasn't just him feeling dizzy; countless others also felt their heads spinning, almost thinking they were in a dream.
A person, leaving an eternal mark in the desert spanning thousands of miles.
A character composed of several giant pits, permanently imprinted in this desert.
"Is this still a human... He said he's a god, and I believe him..."
Someone murmured softly.
If someone had said such words on a normal day, they would undoubtedly have been criticized because the people here were atheists.
However, after witnessing Fang Yuan's power, even these atheists were willing to call Fang Yuan a god.