Chapter 0724 - Proclaimed Across Heaven and Earth

As it rose into the air, the entire palace expanded rapidly before the naked eye, transforming into an enormous divine hall. It emerged atop the sea of fortune clouds, flickering between visibility and illusion. One could vaguely see countless flying immortals soaring around the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall. Celestial maidens danced gracefully, music of zithers and flutes echoed ethereally, and the palace itself seemed to shift between reality and illusion.

Within it, the scene was clear to all.

At the highest point inside the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall, a majestic throne stood tall. A figure nearly identical to Yi Tianxing sat solemnly upon it. All things around him appeared to be under his control—master of heaven and earth, exuding the aura of a sovereign.

Overlooking the world, suppressing all beneath heaven.

This was the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall. When one was bestowed a title by the Investiture of the Gods, a strand of their true spirit would enter this hall. Within it, their Fortune Avatar would be forged. This was known as a Fate Star, a Position of Karma—both in heaven and within the dynasty.

At every moment, fortune energy merged into the body, enveloping it completely.

This scene was witnessed clearly by nearly all citizens and soldiers. They could see the grand figure seated in the divine palace—the master of all immortals, peerless and supreme.

"What is that palace? His Majesty is clearly seated inside, yet he's also standing here at the Heavenly Sacrifice Platform!"

"It says 'Ten Thousand Immortals Hall'—there's a name on the palace. His Majesty is enthroned within. What does this mean?"

Many who beheld it could not help but whisper in awe, their minds filled with wild conjectures.

This was a National Treasure, a supreme artifact of fate—one that those unaware could scarcely comprehend.

Holding the Xuanhuang Imperial Seal, Yi Tianxing gazed at the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall amidst the clouds of fate. Before him lay the Investiture of the Gods Scroll, the Golden Imperial Edict, and a flood of emotions surged in his heart. The road to this day had not been easy.

"By the authority of Heaven and Earth, with the approval of the cosmos—I, Yi Tianxing, hereby found and establish the Great Yi Dynasty!"

The moment the words fell, they echoed through the void, spreading naturally in all directions.

Not merely for ten thousand miles.

But far beyond—even across the entire Eternal Continent.

Proclaimed Across Heaven and Earth!!

The founding of the Great Yi Dynasty marked the first dynasty in the Eternal Continent. The first Fortune Dynasty. To Heaven and Earth, this was a meritorious act—a leap forward, a vital evolution. Naturally, it earned the blessing of the heavens.

The reward—Proclamation Across the World.

Yi Tianxing's declaration of founding the dynasty would echo throughout the Eternal Continent.

In a far-off region, across a vast plain, stood a city bustling with residents.

Outside its walls, hordes of gigantic mantises were attacking, scaling the walls. Their twin scythe-like limbs flashed with deadly speed, each charge bringing horrific slaughter. Countless soldiers fell as they fought to push the beasts back.

Clad in armor, blood-soaked, wielding a great saber—Lao Ai roared amidst the carnage.

"Damn you, Yi Tianxing! Damn you, Xuanhuang City! If not for you, why would I have used a City Relocation Token to move my foundations to this wretched place? Constant beast raids—minor battles every three days, major ones every ten! My city bleeds daily! This grudge will not be forgiven! I, Lao Ai, will return and take your life!"

He cursed between clenched teeth, his face contorted with rage.

"By the authority of Heaven and Earth, with the approval of the cosmos—I, Yi Tianxing, hereby found and establish the Great Yi Dynasty!"

Suddenly, the voice echoed through the air.

Clang!

The saber in Lao Ai's hand fell to the ground. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared into the sky—rage, disbelief, envy—all flashed across his face.

"You bastard! I'm still struggling in a town, and you're already building a royal city and founding a dynasty? Great Yi Dynasty?! This isn't over!"

Though he cursed, the sorrow and defeat on his face were obvious.

It was too much to bear.

Founding a Dynasty—the first to do so in human history since the fusion of realms. The significance was immense. Just this Proclamation Across the World would make the Great Yi Dynasty and Yi Tianxing's name known across the entire Eternal Continent.

Renown across the world. Fame became power.

Though it did not necessarily establish orthodoxy, it created a massive advantage. It could rally public support, attract talent, solidify fortune—it was an unbeatable position.

This was the power of name.

It was nothing like founding a mere village.

A village was just a foundation. A dynasty signified having firmly planted roots in this world—a complete internal system, like a machine fitted with gears, ready to run at full speed. Only now could one truly step onto the grand stage of this chaotic world.

A chance to rise in the chaos.

In an ancient city, a plaque on the wall bore two archaic characters: Kaifeng.

Within the city, a sea of citizens bustled. Soldiers patrolled the walls, and scholars roamed in great numbers. The scent of ink and scrolls filled the air—clearly, many had cultivated Confucian techniques, opened their Sea of Learning, and formed Righteous Qi.

These weren't ordinary bookworms. In this world, Confucian cultivators were fearsome warriors—masters of the Six Arts, wielding Wen Qi (Literary Qi) as a deadly force.

In the city lord's manor, within a gazebo, Zhao Kuangyin sat across from a middle-aged scholar in Confucian robes. Before them lay a chessboard filled with black and white stones—two great dragons in fierce combat.

"Master Banshan, your skill surpasses mine. I concede."

Zhao Kuangyin smiled and placed down his final piece.

"Not my skill, but the fact that your heart is burdened with concern for the people. Your mind is not quiet, so naturally, you cannot fully devote yourself to the game. But the game of Go is trivial—your true task, to protect our human kin, is the path of the true king."

Master Banshan replied serenely.

"By the authority of Heaven and Earth, with the approval of the cosmos—I, Yi Tianxing, hereby found and establish the Great Yi Dynasty!"

Clack!

The chess piece in Zhao Kuangyin's hand fell to the board. His expression darkened.

"Proclaimed Across Heaven and Earth… He's the first to establish a dynasty? And a Fortune Dynasty no less? How did he do it so fast? From what I know, to found such a dynasty, one must first elevate their city to a Royal City… and forge a National Treasure. How did he accumulate enough for that so quickly? Is he heaven's chosen?"

His heart surged like a storm. Even with his efforts and heavy reliance on Confucian rule, he still felt far from the threshold of founding a dynasty. Yet Yi Tianxing had already taken the lead.

One step ahead was everything.

"Yi Tianxing is no ordinary man. When the realms merged, countless talents emerged. I remember—he was among the first to establish a village. A top pioneer. Having such a hero among humanity may be a blessing. The Eternal World is vast—we're each in different corners. There's no need to compete too soon."

Master Banshan was surprised, but not envious. His gaze toward Yi Tianxing was one of approval.

For the human race, this might be a good thing.

In the heart of a great mountain range, upon a broad plain, stood a majestic city bearing an ancient plaque with the characters: Luoyang.

Soldiers guarded the walls. Within, barracks roared with shouts as warriors drilled in battle formations. These weren't common soldiers—they were cultivators trained in arts and techniques.

On the wall, wearing robes, Liu Bang gazed into the distance as fierce winds blew across the wildlands. Trees rustled violently in the gust.

He raised his hand and sang:

"The mighty wind rises, the clouds soar high.Glory spreads across the land, I return home with pride.Where are the fierce men, to guard my empire wide?"

This was his pride—The Song of the Great Wind.

It reflected his heart and ambition.

In the past, he had built the Han Dynasty. Now, he would build it again—stronger than before. A dynasty to rule all under heaven.

"Your wish shall be fulfilled, Lord."

His ministers and generals bowed respectfully.

"By the authority of Heaven and Earth, with the approval of the cosmos—I, Yi Tianxing, hereby found and establish the Great Yi Dynasty!"

The voice echoed.

Liu Bang's expression instantly shifted—as though he had swallowed a fly. Just moments ago, he'd been basking in his ambitions—and now someone else had stolen the spotlight.

It felt like a slap in the face.

"Yi Tianxing… Great Yi Dynasty, is it? I, Liu Bang, will remember this."

But he quickly concealed his emotions, replacing rage with a calm determination.