A single hair can pierce a star, a sneeze can destroy a star field, and if you accidentally fart, the creatures of hundreds of star fields will be poisoned to death.

But don't worry, this kind of deity doesn't fart or sneeze.

Di Wuming was very bored. He had been living this kind of life for countless eons, and he wanted to find something fun to do.

To prevent himself from accidentally destroying the world, he sealed himself away: his hair, his pores, his teeth, his nails, his saliva, and his nostrils…

He had sealed almost everything that could be sealed, which made him feel that he wouldn't unintentionally destroy the world.

He couldn't get too excited, otherwise, if he raised his voice even slightly, it would be like the collapse of a mountain or a river.

Things with thought fear him, and things without thought also fear him. All rules, origins, and the Way of Heaven revolve around him.

To put it bluntly, he wasn't born from chaos; he created chaos.

Finding a Daoist partner doesn't result in a son, but in a world; the Daoist partner is called the Mother of Chaos.

He set up so many seals on himself, yet he was still the ancestral god.

Spiritual energy revives, worlds pile up, all things grow stronger, hundreds of races invade.

Su Miao was reborn as a drop of water.

As long as you devour it, you can gain skills.

As long as you penetrate, you can seize the spiritual energy.

As long as you enslave them, you can gain subordinates.

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Su Miao embarked on a journey of upgrading, evolving and dominating the world.

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.

With the Book of Good and Evil in one hand and Zai Zai in the other, Mi Bayue declared that anyone who wanted to save the world could do it, and anyone who dared to ask them to sacrifice themselves would be sacrificed to the heavens first.

Half a year after her time travel, Mi Bayue was informed of her husband's death by her housekeeper and received an inheritance she had never seen before. Only then did she realize that she had always thought she had transmigrated to ancient times to farm, but in reality, she was in a world of gods, ghosts, and the supernatural.

The baby she raised for half a year is a future savior who will sacrifice himself to save the world. As the mother of the future savior, she has to sacrifice herself for love at the very beginning of the story.

Is it better to die as a human, or to roam freely as a god? Is there even a need to consider this?