Sky Is Falling
Jun Changxiao returned to the Upper Realm. Just as he had come lightly, he left lightly too, waving his hand and taking away only a group of elites.
Of course.
There were also the various races.
The Dragon Race and Stone Statue Race went without saying; after all, they had deep ties with Gousheng.
The Swift Travel Tribe, Ice Phoenix Tribe, and others had also moved in.
The Wangu Realm was enormous. Let alone housing entire races, even fitting dozens of Upper Realms inside would pose no difficulty.
If only the Eternal Sect had initially been opening up the wilderness, then the various races sent inside now had to do the same, because they would not live together with humans.
"The east, for the Dragon Race."
"The west, for the Stone Statue Race."
"The south, for the Mysterious Tortoise Tribe."
"The north, for the Ice Phoenix Tribe."
Standing before the sand table of the Wangu Realm, Jun Changxiao swept his hand grandly and assigned each race its territory, allowing them to build their own cities there and even offering unconditional assistance.
"Many thanks, Sect Master Jun!"
The bigwigs of every race were thrilled.
They could not absorb the Heaven and Earth Attributes of the Upper Realm because its level was too low, so they could only create Independent Spaces suitable for habitation.
The Wangu Realm was different.
Not only were the Heaven and Earth Attributes here powerful, they encompassed all things, allowing them to absorb as much as they pleased.
"Everyone!"
Standing upon land that belonged to them but had yet to be developed, the chief of the Swift Travel Tribe could barely suppress his excitement. "Moving into the Wangu Realm this time is an enormous opportunity for our tribe!"
The higher-ups nodded in agreement.
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