My Divine Kingdom in the Wasteland: Starting with a Trillion Incense

In the 30,000th year of the Divine Calendar, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, spiritual energy dried up, and the Twilight of the Gods arrived. The Pantheon crumbled, divine kingdoms turned into wastelands, and gods fell like rain. Only the most inconspicuous lower god—Qingxuan, a miscellaneous deity in charge of "trivial matters"—managed to survive the collapse thanks to his lowly divine rank and scant incense. Three thousand years later, spiritual energy revived in the cultivation world, and all races rose. Major immortal sects, demonic cults, and demon territories fought fiercely over newly born spirit veins and divine shards. Qingxuan, regarded by all forces as "the last living antique god on the wasteland," became a laughingstock. What the world didn't know was that during his three thousand years of slumber in the wasteland, Qingxuan had quietly gathered the scattered incense and vows of the mortal realm, condensing them into the prototype of a brand-new divine kingdom. He appeared destitute, but in truth commanded a trillion incense offerings, waiting only for an opportunity to restart his divine kingdom and return to the heavens. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: My Divine Kingdom in the Wasteland: Starting with a Trillion Incense — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠