The plane that lived by plundering others was completely turned into historical dust with one loud boom.
Unfortunately, this explosion art was presided over by Zhen Dejun. Jun Changxiao didn’t use the upper realm version of soul bombs, otherwise the power would have been even fiercer and the special effects even stronger.
Although a high-tier plane had been blown up, all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures, spirit stone veins, and all living beings inside had been collected into the Eternal Realm, which brought many benefits to Jun Changxiao.
The resources didn’t help much.
With the Heavenly Vein Secret Realm, he wasn’t lacking that bit.
What truly benefited him was obtaining a large number of quality technical personnel, such as array masters, forgemasters, shipwrights, and so on.
Xingling Realm had abundant research achievements. Bringing all those researchers into the Eternal Realm would definitely be far more valuable than martial cultivation resources.
However.
With the living beings of Xingling Realm merging into the Eternal Realm, it immediately became crowded.
“This problem must be solved.”
Jun Changxiao merged into the Tianyuan Prison Suppression Tower and came to a specific cell, saying: “How have you considered it?”
Through the dark environment, one could see a small thing resembling a ghost inside, its entire body bound by various chains and talismans.
Who?
Xingling Realm’s Origin.
Jun Changxiao had brought it in before blowing up the plane.
Holy crap!
The Tianyuan Prison Suppression Tower could now suppress upper-tier Origins?
Don’t be surprised—didn’t you see it was sealed by various chains and talismans? Otherwise, it definitely couldn’t be controlled.
In other words, what Jun Changxiao could suppress, the Prison Tower could also suppress. Conversely, with the current mainstream realm level, it couldn’t suppress anything it couldn’t handle.
“…”
Xingling Realm’s Origin remained silent.
“Master.”
Er Ya walked over brandishing a whip, saying viciously: “Since this guy won’t cooperate, leave it to me to reform!”
Jun Changxiao said: “We need to be gentle, not violent.”
If it were a person or some attribute, Dog Leftover would definitely let Er Ya take care of it, but after all this was a plane origin—if it got damaged, that would be troublesome.
“Fine.”
“Don’t just stand idle, go reform some others.”
Jun Changxiao turned his gaze toward those high-ranking nobles from Xingling Realm who had been sent here.
Since they had surrendered, he certainly couldn’t cruelly kill them, but he couldn’t let them go either, so they could only be kept in prison.
“Okay.”
Er Ya walked over with a sinister air, the whip dragging on the ground making creaking sounds.
“Jun… Jun Sect Master…” that commander said in terror: “You… you can’t torture prisoners…”
“Crack crack crack!”
“Crack crack crack!”
“Ahhh!”
Screams echoed through the prison, making one’s hair stand on end.
Zhang San, imprisoned on another level, hurriedly covered his ears, howling in his heart: “It’s starting again!”
The feeling of being whipped by the Soul-Suppressing Whip was something he would never forget, even creating a psychological shadow—just hearing the sounds made his scalp explode.
There were quite a few imprisoned nobles, so Er Ya was destined to be busy for a while.
Jun Changxiao didn’t leave.
He sat outside the cell holding the plane origin, crossed his legs, squinted his eyes and hummed a little tune, as if listening to beautiful screams.
“Ahhh!”
“…”
“Ahhhhh!”
“…”
The Xingling Realm nobles were reformed in turns, their screams rising and falling in succession.
The plane origin bound in the cell listened to the screams of the living beings it had once nurtured, and waves gradually arose in its inner depths, gradually giving rise to fear.
This was a kind of torture.
This was a kind of torment.
As Er Ya crazily whipped the nobles who once didn’t treat corpse servants as human, the plane origin’s iron-willed determination began to waver.
“Young man.”
It said with difficulty: “I’ve made my decision.”
“Swish!” Jun Changxiao raised his hand.
Er Ya stopped, putting her hands on her hips and panting.
Having beaten for so long, she was quite tired, but actually very happy.
Jun Changxiao clasped his ten fingers together and said: “The living beings you once nurtured did utterly unconscionable things. This seat is giving you a chance to atone.”
Xingling Realm’s Origin remained silent.
That’s right.
It had selflessly nurtured countless living beings.
But the good and evil of living beings wasn’t something it could decide—why should it take the blame, why should it atone?
“Come.”
Jun Changxiao opened the door and walked in, placing one hand on its head, saying: “Assist this seat, and together we’ll create the future.”
“…”
The plane origin said: “Are you certain about doing this?”
“Mm.”
“If you fail, your soul will certainly be scattered and destroyed.”
“Trust me, it will work.”
“…”
Seeing his insistence, the plane origin stopped talking. It relaxed its mind, relaxed its resistance, and its body gradually turned into mist, swirling around Jun Changxiao.
What was happening?
The two sides were signing a contract.
In other words, Jun Changxiao was inheriting Xingling Realm’s Origin.
“Hum!”
“Hum!”
The plane origin became ethereal, slowly merging with his flesh and soul.
Jun Changxiao had previously inherited Xuanyuan Realm’s Origin, so he had rich practical experience in this area. It took about half a day to complete successfully.
No accidents, no pain.
This was destined to disappoint many people.
“Whoosh!”
After controlling Xingling Realm’s Origin, Jun Changxiao left the Prison Tower and came to the underground depths of the central area of the Eternal Realm.
There was a relatively spacious palace there, with something resembling a spirit stone flashing in the central area.
This was the Eternal Realm’s Origin, also known as the former Xuanyuan Realm Origin. All the mineral veins existing in the entire plane and the attributes floating through heaven and earth were created by this object.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, condensing flowing light in his palm.
This was the Xingling Realm Origin he had just inherited. The purpose of taking it out was to merge the two top-tier origins.
“Crazy!”
The system said: “The host has gone crazy!”
Being able to bear two planes was already quite good. Now to merge them—this kind of behavior was equivalent to forcibly merging two bombs into one bomb.
Undeniably.
If successful, the power would definitely skyrocket.
But the risk was detonation.
Blow up who?
Whoever inherited the origin and tried to merge them would get blown up.
No wonder Xingling Realm’s plane origin said earlier that if it failed, the soul would certainly be scattered and destroyed.
“I’m not crazy.”
Jun Changxiao said with a serious expression: “I’m creating a miracle!”
“Whoosh—” As soon as the words fell, the Eternal Realm’s Origin became pocket-sized, floating in the master’s other palm.
Thus.
Dog Leftover had one origin in his left hand, one origin in his right hand.
“Everyone.” His face gradually twisted as he said: “The time to witness a miracle has come!”
“Swish!”
His hands came together, the origins made contact.
…
Outside world.
The Eternal Sect disciples were busily sorting various materials, and the various clans were busily taking inventory of war spoils.
Suddenly, the originally clear sky, like someone had turned off a power switch, suddenly turned into complete darkness.
“What’s happening?”
Everyone looked puzzled.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
At this time, the sky suddenly brightened again, then suddenly darkened again.
Lightning and thunder could be clearly seen bursting forth in the firmament, just like the short-circuiting electrical wires commonly shown in horror films.
They didn’t know.
This was two plane origins merging.
They didn’t know.
If it failed, the realm lord controlling the plane would have his soul scattered and destroyed.
Let’s do a multiple choice question here.
Readers who hope for a quick conclusion, please jump to Plot A.
Readers who hope for continued writing, please jump to Plot B.
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Plot A.
“Sizzle sizzle!”
The firmament of the Eternal Realm was still flashing with lightning and thunder.
Jun Changxiao, situated underground, pressed his hands tightly together until he couldn’t endure any longer, roaring: “I really want to live another five hundred years!”
“Boom—”
His body shattered, blood splattered everywhere.
《The End》
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Plot B.
“Sizzle sizzle!”
The firmament of the Eternal Realm was still flashing with lightning and thunder.
The expressions on everyone’s faces became increasingly serious, and they even felt ominous signs were about to appear.
“Hum—”
Suddenly, the brightening and darkening phenomenon stopped, and the entire plane returned to normal.
“Rumble rumble!”
“Rumble rumble!”
The ground beneath their feet began trembling frequently.
Everyone was stunned, and soon discovered that the Eternal Realm’s space was being stretched bit by bit, expanding bit by bit.
“Thud!”
In the underground palace, Jun Changxiao sat down with a thump, covered in sweat as he looked at the now-unified origin. Feeling the Eternal Realm rapidly expanding, a brilliant smile gradually spread across his face.
Success.
A miracle was born!