In the three years after the great war ended, Sylvie and Sylph received part of the temporary authority bestowed by Li Qing to tidy up the battlefield of the cosmos.

Both major factions were brought together simultaneously.

The defeated Heaven and Earth Ancient Gods were not punished; instead, they were allowed to return to the remaining Abyss World to recuperate, propagate, and thrive.

Nokron's benevolent governance in this instance gained gratitude from many.

"This is to allow both major factions to coexist in the cosmos."

"Is this about maintaining balance?"

"In my opinion, the Crystal Wall should be destroyed, lest a new Celestial Dao rise in the future and usher in another tragic era!"

"Ha! Do not utter such nonsense; how could the thinking of the new Supreme God be understood by us ordinary mortals?"

The universe gradually calmed down.

Although many talents perished, many outstanding young prodigies emerged from the bloody baptism, heralding another flourishing era soon.

This is the cosmos.

From a macro perspective, human life is like wild grass—thriving in endless cycles; even if severely decimated, leaving only 10%, it will return to a prosperous era in less than ten thousand years.

"Your Majesty, we have mostly organized the devastated battlefield." Sylvie was also overwhelmed with busyness.

Li Qing was busy too.

Even pulling in cheap labor like Bai Lin, along with veteran political figures from the Abyss Realm and Netherworld, like Professor Wales, Minis, and his political team.

Aurora, with her excellent image, was appointed as the image ambassador.

Thus, Aurora wholly achieved a special feat, becoming the ruler of the Abyss Realm, Netherworld, and Celestial Realm.

Bai Lin also looked at Nokron, feeling uneasy: "Who is he really? Is he another Light Ancient God?"

"But seemingly, it doesn't matter now; he has already won."

"Should he harbor ulterior motives, who could stand against him? With the Light Ancient God's rescue and their union, our defeat is inevitable."

Bai Lin pondered, but dared not think too much, as Nokron's origins remained mysterious, invoking a vague apprehension.

However, even if he is indeed the Light Ancient God's true form, it's immaterial now, for he didn't save that Light Ancient God; evidence enough of his independent existence.

"Oh well, the more you know, the faster you face your demise; the less you know, the more peaceful you sleep." Bai Lin gradually understood Elis's mentality.

The two kept this matter silently buried within their hearts, not mentioning it to those around them.

At this moment.

Li Qing dismissed them all, gazing upon the microcosm of the universe alone.

Now, the cosmos has extracted a portion of the matter; the Origin Continent no longer exists, and the Ancient Tree's trunk, the Rainbow Bridge, has vanished.

The universe has effectively created a [T]-shaped vacuum.

But, matter is fluid—the void left by the tree structure is gradually filled by the surrounding All Heavens and Myriads of Realms.

After filling, the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms have thus become more relaxed.

The corridor widened quite a bit!

"Henceforth, there will never be an Origin Ancient Tree, never an Origin Continent...." Li Qing felt melancholy in his heart; the era is, after all, changing.

Only one realm remains, the Abyss World.

Li Qing plans to transform the Abyss World into the cosmos's sole official ascension realm, henceforth called the Celestial Realm.

After all, patching up is a necessity.

In the future, gods of the Heaven and Earth Technique will ascend above.

Meanwhile, the Self Technique practitioners continue to live in the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, digging a cave, making a retreat, becoming those reclusive sages.

After all, these Godhead Gods generally tend to be small in stature, their energy levels too weak, digging caves as local mice wouldn't overly harm the environment.

"Roughly like this."

Li Qing rubbed his forehead.

Although he intends to delegate power, he must establish the framework first before letting the two women assume control.

The initial work will undoubtedly be busy.

"Truly bothersome, these seven thousand years are my busiest period, taking exhaustive personal efforts." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"But, this cosmos is ultimately missing something...." Li Qing gazed at the slightly dim universe.

The stars, though still glittering, weren't too bright.

The Sun and Moon originally hung on either side of the Rainbow Bridge, beautifully radiant; however, with the tree uprooted, they naturally disappeared.

"The stars are too dim, we need another Sun." Li Qing mused.

After all, a massive luminous body is essential; high civilizations might not need it, but for small worlds, plentiful light is crucial for prosperity, for flora to flourish.

Soon, he conceived of a new Sun.

Looking up, as if seeing within the void, the Origin World still in fierce explosion, various rays bursting forth, akin to nuclear fusion, nuclear fission, erupting with energy every minute, every second.

"This divine war is eternal; the light emanating each second is dazzling."

"Light Ancient God, although we aren't incapable of swiftly eradicating him, to do so requires establishing celestial phenomena that exceed 10% of the cosmos's energy level—sufficiently massive to kill him swiftly; it's too much trouble, when everything's still recovering and can't withstand any more burdens, besides, others have their considerations."

Li Qing pondered for a few seconds, sitting within the Divine Hall, summoned the Emperor's avatar.

The Emperor's true self still engaged in frenetic battle, but as long as his consciousness resides in the avatar, he remains reading, researching, enjoying always.

"Why call me?" the Emperor inquired.

Both the Emperor and Atabia were quite occupied.

Having just acquired authority, various applications and studies require prolonged time to settle.

"You indeed seem leisurely." Nokron sat upon the throne, "Don't I need to research too? I've just acquired the material authority… now I require your assistance."

"What kind of assistance?" the Emperor straightforwardly asked.

"The Sun."

Li Qing pointed at the void's divine war site, "Utilize your spatial authority, multi-dimensional projection in every cosmos's world, use that infinitely bursting lightning world as the Sun."

"Multi-dimensional projection?" The Emperor seemed intrigued, as it pertained to his spatial authority applications.

"I understand, can attempt it; theoretically doable; multi-dimensional projection, like multiple mirrors in every cosmos's world can witness the Sun."

The Emperor organized his thoughts, soon engaged in discourse with Li Qing.

Accomplished within a decade.

"Succeed." Nokron seated on the imperial throne, gazing upwards, "Eternal Immortal Homeland, continuous encounter's divine war site, high-dimensional fierce Sun."

Within the cosmos, a Sun hung high, constantly boiling, flickering with limitless golden luster, within its hazy depths, dim shadows battled, ceaselessly maneuvering—life, space, time, matter—colliding within like an enormous alchemy furnace.

An historical myth exists, eternally exiled in the high-dimensional depths.

Even in future history, no matter how powerful a prodigy may become, reaching the Solar beyond is impossible.

History gradually commenced to blur; henceforth some proclaimed, within that mysterious mythological Sun were imprisoned the Sun God, God of Light, Sun Golden Crow, Sun Tree, the cosmos's greatest mastermind…. various mythological names combat day and night, tortured by sun and moon.

There no food nor drink exists, solely eternal battle, immortal, un-dead un-destroyed, whilst the God of Light thus became the cosmos's rightful… Light!