Ankris's long-dormant heart stirred once more. He was deeply moved that his benefactor was still willing to give him a chance.

Since that's the case, he absolutely cannot let his benefactor down!

With this thought in mind, Ancris immediately said, "I will certainly live up to my benefactor's expectations!"

Junlin nodded slightly and left the Emperor's Banner with Ancris.

They then arrived in the desolate region.

The spiritual energy in the desolate region was still so rich that it shocked Ancris.

The End Continent where he was located was far inferior to the Desolate Region.

Junlin stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, and slowly said, "This world is called the Desolate Domain, a superior world that is currently undergoing a period of reopening. Now is the best time for you to develop your ideas of order."

Ancris nodded. "I will try my best."

Having experienced the previous failure, Ancris was much more reserved and did not make any boastful claims, only stating that he would do his best.

Junlin didn't care, because he didn't like people bragging in front of him either, and Ancris was fine with it.

After pondering for a moment, Junlin took out several scepters.

as always.

After Ancris accepted the authority, his strength skyrocketed, reaching god-level combat power in the wasteland!

In this era, Ancris can be considered the strongest!

Of course, this does not include King's Landing and his people.

Ancris felt the powerful force within him, a force far greater than that he had experienced in the End Continent.

If he had the strength he has now, he might not have lost.

Jun Lin smiled and said, "Alright, everything is up to you now. I hope you won't let me down."

Ancris bowed. "Please rest assured, my lord, I will do my utmost to promote the ideal of order in this world!"

Junlin smiled slightly, without replying, but simply waved his hand, indicating that Ancris could leave.

Ancris understood that time was everything, so he didn't linger and turned to promote the idea of ​​order.

Junlin returned to the realm of the gods.

The little girls adapted quickly to the creations of the technological world, soon figuring out how to use them and having a lot of fun.

"Resolved?"

When E'yan saw Junlin return, he casually asked him a question.

Junlin nodded and said, "Yes, we've done most of what we needed to do. Now we just have to wait for this world to develop."

Leaving aside the impact of these outsiders.

Everything in the desolate region is developing step by step according to the script that the Heavenly Dao of the Desolate Region had already prepared.

Errou clung to Junlin and said with a grin, "Then, brother-in-law, can we go out and play now?"

Although I had wandered around when I was enlightening the little girls before, I always went directly to my destination through the portal.

Therefore, there are many places in the wilderness that they have never been to.

"Since it's my Rou Rou's request, of course we can do it."

Junlin smiled and patted Errou's little head. Although the world's playability is currently low, there are still plenty of resources.

Go out for a stroll and collect some treasures from this world.

...

At this moment, the three Jun brothers were wandering aimlessly in the desolate region.

Jun Wuyai picked at his ear. There was a voice that kept echoing in this world, telling him to be a good person, to be polite and humble.

He knew that King's Landing was most likely responsible.

After all, no one but King's Landing could pull off such a trick; the sound spread all over the world!

Jun Wushuang asked with some curiosity, "Speaking of which, the patriarch keeps playing this voice message on repeat, urging all living beings in this world to do good. Wouldn't this world become the most peaceful world in the world?"

He felt this was somewhat outrageous.

Jun Tianyi looked puzzled and couldn't help but say, "No, what are you thinking? Would the patriarch be so kind?"

"That's not necessarily true. If all living beings in this world become harmless creatures of truth, goodness, and beauty, wouldn't this world become the domain of the patriarch?" Jun Wushuang shook his head and offered his own perspective.

"It's as if the patriarch's reign isn't over now." Jun Tianyi curled his lip in disdain, then pointed in a direction and said, "Besides, this looping voice message doesn't seem to be of much use."

In the direction Jun Tianyi pointed, a group of creatures from the desolate region seemed to be arguing about something.

Jun Wushuang and Jun Wuyai couldn't help but be curious when they saw this scene.

The three of them then sneaked over out of curiosity.

Two groups of people are currently facing off. One group seems to have arrived first and is righteously criticizing those who came later.

"Fellow Daoists, what do you mean by this? We saw this Glazed Fruit Tree first. Don't you understand the principle of first come, first served?"

Another group of people expressed a different opinion.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoists. Although you arrived first, the Desolate Region has always been a place where the strong are respected. If you cannot protect this Glazed Fruit Tree, then we will have no choice but to take it for ourselves."

"However, fellow Daoists, you can rest assured. We are kind-hearted. If you give up this item and leave, we will not hold it against you. Of course, even if you resist stubbornly, we will still leave you with a whole corpse."

The two groups were vastly different in strength.

The defending side didn't have a single Immortal-level combatant, while the seizing side had one Immortal-level combatant.

So even though a fight hasn't broken out yet, the outcome is already quite clear.

Jun Wushuang couldn't help but twitch her lips as she watched this scene. "These people are actually quite polite when they're robbing something."

Jun Tianyi rubbed his chin and suddenly realized that the looping voice message was actually somewhat useful, though not much.

Look how polite these people are, so polite that they use the gentlest tone to say the coldest things.

At this moment, some of the cultivators who were originally guarding the glass fruit tree began to back down.

It's obvious that they are no match for us.

Although the glass fruit tree is very precious, it can never be more precious than their lives.

So, after much deliberation, they chose to back down.

"Alright! You guys are awesome, let's go!"

The man in the lead gritted his teeth and said this, then turned and left with his group.

But just as they were about to set off...

The only Immortal-level expert present suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way, and looked at them with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, what the other party said made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

“You ants, there’s no need for you to leave. I’ve always believed in the principle of eliminating the root of the problem, so I’m sorry, but I’m going to kill you.”

"What do you mean by this? You just told us to leave if we gave up the looting."

"That's what they said, and it doesn't represent my thoughts. Besides, you should understand that in my eyes you are just ants, not fellow Daoists."

"But we were already leaving, why are you trying to kill us all? Just because we're weak doesn't mean we deserve to die."

"Heh, what else? You ants shouldn't die, but do you think I, a powerful being, should die?"