The plan to abduct the Holy Angel went smoothly. Yeluo truly beca one of us after signing the contract and will receive a certain degree of passive protection from Zhang Xiaoman, the Shadow Lord, ensuring that even short-term activities in the Second Universe are unlikely to be detected by the Demon Lord.
The Eye of the Starry Sky in hand emitted light, and the Dinsion Gate opened once more, successfully absorbing Yeluo into the Original Realm Space.
"Is this the world that is currently fusing together...?"
Yeluo curiously surveyed the surroundings. It seed that the environnt here was not much different from the world she had previously been in.
At that mont, a milky white light flashed again, and Zhang Xiaoman’s figure appeared beside her, along with a huge palace.
"This, is this... the Plague Temple? Polar Star Sovereign... you’ve even brought the Plague Temple along!"
Yeluo’s mouth ford an O-shape, astonished that this big shot was so fierce, not only imprisoning the Catastrophe but also even seizing his lair.
However, speaking of it, this Plague Temple is truly luxurious, built entirely from Third-level Soul Summoning Stones, so even she, at the Extraordinary Level, felt a bit envious.
"By the way, your lordship, was the Catastrophe also captured here by you? Is this the universe they say is fusing with our world?"
Zhang Xiaoman glanced at her; her guess was correct in front parts, but her understanding direction seed to have gone astray afterward.
She clearly mistook here for the First Universe where Water Blue Star was located, but Zhang Xiaoman was quite curious; he didn’t expect Yeluo, after being trapped on the path of Rebirth for thousands of years, could still easily speak about the fusion. It seems, as previously speculated, the fusion between these two universes spans a vast duration, where a thousand years would just be a brief segnt in its tiline.
"This world is a world I created myself, not the fusion universe you ntioned."
Zhang Xiaoman briefly explained the situation here, eliciting great surprise from Yeluo.
Originally thinking she had entered that fusing universe, she didn’t expect this world to be one created by the other party.
Creating a world, what kind of concept is that? Yeluo expressed a bit of difficulty in understanding; after all, creating worlds isn’t as simple as creating small spaces, like the Plague Space the Plague God Catastrophe had opened previously, which essentially was just a small space attached to the Second Universe and couldn’t be referred to as a "world".
But since this person explicitly stated he created a "world", not a "space", Yeluo had no doubt about the truth of his words, for a simple reason: the other’s identity is the Dominator, who wouldn’t and wouldn’t bother to lie.
"Since you will follow from now on, this temple will be temporarily managed by you. Simultaneously, I will grant you the ability to guide and control souls. From now on, you will be the Transmitter of the Original Realm, the leader of the Holy Heavenly Country. The souls of mortals after death will enter your domain, where you will arrange their path to rebirth or destruction."
Zhang Xiaoman lightly pointed toward Yeluo’s forehead. She, rendered unable to move, could only sense a strange energy being injected into her body, a force that transcended her previous knowledge of any power system. At this mont, she felt herself with no forewarning comprehending the thod of soul control he spoke of, requiring only a shift in thought, consuming nothing, as if the entire universe would respond accordingly.
Stunned by this sudden power, Yeluo was left speechless. She blankly gazed at her hands, then instinctively waved them, watching as the gigantic temple before her promptly transford, its top blooming like a flower, while the Plague God Catastrophe’s cold poison and Power of Death vanished, replaced by countless harmonious golden lights.
These golden lights turned into clouds, instantly enveloping the entire space. After blooming, the original Plague Temple beca a massive foundation, with the power from the Soul Summoning Stones filling this foundation, and from afar, it seed like a continent floating in the universe.
On this continent, nurous palaces rose dramatically, each exquisite and magnificent, as the golden mist perated these structures, illuminating them like an Immortal Realm, sacred and ethereal.
And at the edge of this continent, a massive archway appeared out of nowhere. As this gate materialized, a bridge made of golden beams shot out within the gate, leading into the boundless void depths.
At this mont, semi-transparent souls began drifting across from the end of the golden bridge, ultimately passing through the massive arch and entering the continent.
Yeluo’s expression turned sowhat dazed; she couldn’t fully believe all of this was her doing.
Even though she was at the Extraordinary Level of the Holy Angel Clan, creating a Divine Country so effortlessly was evidently beyond her capability.
Especially the bridge made of golden lights in front of the Divine Country, with such an ability to accommodate earthly souls, Yeluo couldn’t even conceive the thod, much less comprehend it distinctly.
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