"Realm Lord, what troubles you?"
Inside a palace on a certain plane, an old man asked in confusion.
The Demon Emperor had already been destroyed, and the Upper Universe had welcomed long-lost peace. This should have been a joyous occasion celebrated by all, yet the Realm Lord had remained downcast for the past two days.
"Alas."
"For some reason, I have always felt a faint unease in my heart."
The Realm Lord frowned.
As an expert at the Heavenly Mystery Realm, his sixth sense was often extremely accurate.
The old man said in alarm, "Could there still be a crisis?"
"I cannot say for certain either."
"Report!"
A subordinate hurried in, knelt, and raised an item in both hands. "Eternal Sect's Sect Master Jun Changxiao has sent an invitation!"
The Realm Lord froze for a moment.
He had naturally heard of this man who had rendered great service by destroying the Demon Emperor for the Upper Universe. But they had never interacted before, so why had he sent an invitation out of nowhere?
It was not difficult to see that Jun Changxiao was trying to move the planes from every realm into the Wangu Realm and form an entirely new ecological system. He had not yet fully accomplished it; at the very least, this realm had not yet been brought under his banner.
There was no helping it.
The Upper Universe was simply too vast, and the planes across its various galaxies were irregularly scattered. Integrating them all would certainly take a great deal of time.
Jun Changxiao understood this as well, so he had made a hundred-year plan, striving to completely shape the Wangu Domain within a century and lead the scattered universe toward prosperity through unity.
Relocating planes was difficult. Sending invitations was easy.
Especially since the Sect