The instant the Demon Plane's Plane Spirit collapsed, a green-gold crystal appeared in the Douluo Plane. This crystal was none other than the Core of Life that had not yet fused with the Golden Ancient Tree.
At this moment, its pure life energy transformed into a massive net, enveloping the entire Demon Plane and beginning to devour it rapidly.
The Douluo Plane's Plane Spirit was not to be outdone. A seven-colored net unfurled, constantly devouring the laws of the Demon Plane.
At this moment, everything in the Demon Plane surged towards the Core of Life and the Plane Spirit like rivers flowing into the sea, causing their auras to continuously rise and their essences to constantly sublimate.
Seeing this, Chen Junting took a step forward.
"Let me lend you a hand."
Four distinct phantoms quietly appeared behind him, each taking a divine sword from behind Chen Junting.
They were none other than the Snow Empress, Tyrant, Evil Emperor, and Mad King. After Chen Junting became a god, they too underwent a metamorphosis, transforming from the essence of soul spirits into gods. Each existed independently from Chen Junting, yet they complemented him perfectly.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation moved with the four gods. The moment they took hold of the four Immortal-Slaying Swords and landed at the four extremes of the Demon Plane, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation was set up in an instant.
At the same time, Chen Junting waved his hand.
A golden light, resembling a galaxy, enveloped everyone situated in the Demon Plane. Before they could even react, it swept them through the boundary wall and returned them to the Douluo Plane.
Instantly, the heaven and earth of the Demon Plane roared violently!
Under the full operation of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, without the obstruction of the Demon Plane's Plane Spirit, the entire world shattered under the envelopment of the sword formation! The firmament cracked, the continents turned dark... Everything returned to its most primordial state, reverting to earth, water, fire, and wind. The purest energy filled the entire sword formation at this moment.
The boundary walls of the two planes were completely destroyed at this moment, and space was no longer a barrier between them. A massive amount of energy poured into the Douluo Plane all at once. Immediately after, the seven-colored halo flourished, and the vast energy was converted by the Douluo Plane almost in an instant, then swept clean by its massive capacity.
The seven-colored light suddenly exploded, turning into countless light points that shot out in all directions. They transformed into seven-colored raindrops, pattering down to water the earth and nourish the entire Douluo Plane.
At this moment, the sky also turned seven-colored. Rainbows spanned across the void, shining with a faint radiance in the sky.
At the same time, tens of thousands of souls floated about. Then, amidst the surging seven-colored light, seven-colored halos slowly emerged from the dirt on the ground or the vast ocean waters, turning into bubbles and gradually taking shape. Silhouettes blurred into clarity, bearing the souls and becoming physical entities.
Everyone who had died because of the Demon Plane within this past year, whose souls had not yet departed, was resurrected one by one through the Plane Spirit's methods, reappearing before everyone's eyes. Experts, soldiers, commoners... not a single one was missing.
Chen Junting stood high in the firmament, looking at all this vibrant life, a natural smile unceasing on his face. Floating beside him were the Core of Life, which had yet to find a host in the Douluo Plane, and another seven-colored eyeball illusory formed by the Plane Spirit.
Withdrawing his gaze from the scene below, Chen Junting looked at them. "You all need to fall into slumber too, right?"
The eyeball formed by the Plane Spirit flashed a few glimmers of light, passing its answer to his question. Although the Demon Plane wasn't massive in volume, it indeed needed to be digested.
Subsequently, Chen Junting asked his next question.
"Then, after digesting the Demon Plane, will the cultivation limit of the living beings in the entire Douluo Plane be able to break through to Level 100?"
After a moment of silence, the Plane Spirit gave its calculated answer:
Yes. But only up to Level 100.
Beyond Level 100, if one wished to continue breaking through relying on normal cultivation, it would be impossible to do so in the Douluo Plane, even if they absorbed self-condensed soul rings. Because the origin of the Demon Plane wasn't large, absorbing it could only achieve this much. To go higher, it wouldn't be something just one Demon Plane could handle; it would need at least seven or eight more!
Hearing this, Chen Junting couldn't help but feel speechless.
"Seven or eight more? You can actually say that out loud. Do you think worlds like the Demon Plane are cabbages in the universe?"
"Alright, go to sleep."
Saying this, Chen Junting shooed the Plane Spirit and the Core of Life away.
However, before the Core of Life left, Chen Junting gave it a living branch of the Golden Tree, leaving behind the words, "If you want to find a host in the future, cultivate it yourself. Then find a small space and stay inside it properly."
Having done all this, Chen Junting didn't linger any longer and rushed towards the location where Ning Tian and the others were. Now that all the troubles in the mortal realm were over, it was time to celebrate properly.
At this moment, the Douluo Plane's army and all the experts had been teleported by Chen Junting to the largest plain within the Sun Moon Empire. From initially no one daring to make a move, to later cheering joyfully as their comrades were resurrected... regardless, when they saw a golden silhouette descending from the sky...
"Everyone, I'm back."
Chen Junting slowly descended from mid-air. His plain words immediately met with a tsunami of cheers!
"God of Order!"
"God of Order!"
"..."
Just as he landed in the crowd, Chen Junting immediately held Ning Tian's hand. Although the two didn't speak, the gentle gaze in their eyes as they looked at each other said everything.
Just then, "You brat!"
A shout rang in his ear.
The familiar voice made Chen Junting turn his head, only to see Ye Xuanji looking at him with a face full of relief. Chen Junting's already smiling lips curled up even more. "Master, I succeeded."
Unprecedented pride flashed across Ye Xuanji's face. "I believed it, I always believed it." The next second, "Hahaha—"
His loud laughter could no longer be suppressed. He repeatedly cast his gaze towards Du Busi and Xuan Zi in the distance, even raising his arm high for fear they wouldn't see him, waving at them like he was calling his friends over. "Did you see that? This is my disciple! Mine!"
Even in front of outsiders, Ye Xuanji no longer pretended to have the demeanor of a transcendent expert this time, excitedly revealing his true nature.
However, talk was talk, and showing off was showing off. Even though Chen Junting had become a god, some things still needed to be settled after the fact. For example, after Ye Xuanji finished showing off, he leaned into Chen Junting's ear amidst the crowd's cheers and celebrations. "You brat, you were really courting death just now! Do you not treat your own life as a life!"
Chen Junting wasn't embarrassed, just helpless.
"Master, why are you bringing this up? It was the plan."
"I'm not blaming you, but you could have given me a heads-up." Ye Xuanji glared at him reproachfully. "You really scared this old man to death!"
Seeing this, Chen Junting had no choice but to look at Ning Tian beside him.
But clearly, Ning Tian had no intention of helping him out. Instead, she smiled as she watched the scene, seemingly amused to see Chen Junting getting scolded.
Chen Junting could only hold Ning Tian's hand tighter, then looked at the gathered members of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. With a sudden stroke of inspiration, he smiled and said, "Everyone, it's time for us to go home."
Bidding farewell to the others, Chen Junting tore through space and led the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect members back to their sect, which naturally included Wang Dong'er, who could be considered homeless.
Because Chen Junting had quickly appeared and repelled Tang San's divine sense after luring it out, coupled with the fact that the God of Destruction and the others had been watching the battle and ultimately forced Tang San's divine sense to withdraw, he hadn't had time to attack Wang Dong'er.
As for now, there was even less of a chance to make a move.
So, after Chen Junting completely shattered the entire Demon Plane, Wang Dong'er just happened to wake up from her coma.
Upon returning to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sect Master Ning Bowen, who was the first to welcome them, prepared a grand celebration for them, especially for Chen Junting, to celebrate his ascension to godhood.
This celebration lasted for a full ten days. During the day, guests came and went; at night, fireworks were endless. It was incredibly lively.
...
Ten days later, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Little Chen, what is this?"
In the sect's specialized martial soul awakening area, Chen Junting set up an array formation under the watchful eyes of the sect's higher-ups.
When Ning Bowen asked about the function of this array, Chen Junting's next answer sent a thrill through everyone's hearts.
"This array has only one function, and that is to allow anyone's martial soul to awaken, and to thoroughly excavate their bloodline. As everyone knows, martial souls are born from the soul and the bloodline, and the bloodline occupies the main body in inheritance. Therefore, as long as the descendants of a family awaken their martial souls here, even if their awakened martial soul undergoes a malignant mutation, under the bloodline excavation, the martial soul can be reverted to the benign martial soul inherently existing in their bloodline."
"Of course, the excavation of the bloodline doesn't stop there."
"A commoner's martial soul might be innately weak. For example, if they only awaken an ordinary longsword, then afterwards, as long as the condensation of their soul rings or the acquisition of their soul spirits heads towards a top-tier sword martial soul, at their most critical stage, this array can once again help them achieve a secondary awakening of their martial soul, excavating that trace of potential contained within their altered bloodline."
"[Sharp intakes of breath]" ×N
Hearing this, everyone instinctively gasped.
Looking at the array formation, they all felt how terrifying it was.
But immediately after, upon recovering their senses, old-timers of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect like Ning Bowen were ecstatic!
What this array meant, they knew very well.
As long as the array existed, it meant that starting from their generation, even if they lost the treasure land of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul would no longer be lost. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would also birth geniuses in every generation because of top-tier martial souls, keeping the sect forever strong, and even allowing it to stand independently.
Facing everyone's shock, Chen Junting smiled slightly.
"This is still not the end."
Hearing this, Ning Bowen subconsciously said:
"It's not?"
"Of course not."
Saying this, Chen Junting tore open a spatial rift and led everyone inside. Accompanied by a flash of white light, what caught everyone's eyes was a vibrant and lively scene.
Feeling the familiar spatial fluctuations, Gu Tianchen, who was the most sensitive to the power of space, was the first to react, his tone containing a trace of certainty. "This is the former Undead Demiplane, right."
"Exactly."
Chen Junting suddenly extended his palm, and a black dot in the distance rapidly enlarged in the air. The next second, "Boom—, Bang—"
Accompanied by rising dust, a giant figure dropped from the sky. A massive Tyrant Bone Dragon leaped down from the back of a flying bone dragon, landing steadily in front of the crowd.
Although it was entirely made of bones, with only soul fire burning in its eye sockets, the Tyrant Bone Dragon gave off the vibe of a giant Husky, nudging its head and constantly leaning in.
"Alright, alright, I know you're happy."
Patting its hard bones and managing to shoo it away with great effort, Chen Junting then said to Ning Bowen, "Uncle Ning, this is the final gift I'm leaving for the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Although this small plane had been given to the Douluo Plane by Chen Junting, the Plane Spirit hadn't absorbed it. Instead, it brought it under its jurisdiction while letting it exist independently.
Of course, it was limited to just that.
The rules within this small plane had all been completely replaced by the rules of the Douluo Plane. The undead creatures that originally existed here had become part of the soul beasts. In other words, once they were killed, one could similarly obtain soul rings, which also meant that powerful undead creatures would have to face heavenly tribulations.
However, for the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the most important function of Chen Junting giving the sect this small plane wasn't because of this point.
It was...
Boom—
Suddenly, Chen Junting flew into the high sky, and his God King-level divine power erupted fiercely. Immediately after, his divine power began to remodel this small plane. Tens of thousands of array patterns swam in the sky and sank into the ground, and tens of thousands of fairy herb seeds were scattered down. Naturally, the Golden Tree branch was not missing either.
Soon, the small plane, which originally had energy similar to the Douluo Plane, underwent a complete metamorphosis. Even for such a vast land, the quality of the heaven and earth origin energy had once approached that of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
But this was not the end.
Chen Junting selected a core area, and then, a stone statue identical to him rose from the ground. At the glabella of the stone statue, the golden mark of the God of Order was branded upon it.
Under the influence of this stone statue, the energy quality of this core area directly reached the level of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. As long as Chen Junting didn't die, the core area could be maintained forever.
"Uncle Ning, the access method to this small plane is the same as the sect's treasure land, jointly managed by the successive sect masters and the chief supreme elders. This place will be the sect's foundation."
Chen Junting said, pointing to the core area. He was speaking both to Ning Tian and the others, as well as to Ning Bowen and the rest.
"When Little Tian and the others become gods in the future, they can also leave statues there, just like me. As long as they can obtain our approval, we can also bestow trials upon them."
Ning Bowen stared at it, involuntarily lost in a daze.
Agitated, it took him a long while to finally say a single word...
"Alright!"
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