"Doom of Ten Suns?"
The moment Zhang Yu heard the overbearing name of this Joyous Union Sect technique, he could sense how formidable it was.
And upon hearing that even Ying Xintian had been severely wounded by the Joyous Union Sect's Immortal Venerable using Doom of Ten Suns, Zhang Yu understood all the more clearly just how terrifying this technique was.
Dugu Ming continued, "The so-called Doom of Ten Suns condenses the lifeblood of generations of sages from the Joyous Union Sect. It is said to contain ten Dual Cultivation ultimate arts that could shake heaven and make ghosts weep. Used alone, every move leaves one enraptured to the bone and empties one's wallet."
"But if all ten moves are unleashed at once, that is the true Doom of Ten Suns. With Yin and Yang joining in harmony, it can even seize the creations of heaven and earth for oneself. Even immortals cannot resist transferring money as a gift."
Having said that, Dugu Ming pointed at the ten enormous hollows before them. "These ten great holes are drawing matter from the Small Realm at every moment. They are the remnants left behind by the Doom of Ten Suns."
"And the distorted space around the ten great holes is the power Ying Xintian left behind when he resisted that move. It has also formed a balance, preventing the entire Small Realm from collapsing completely."
Zhang Yu's gaze shifted slightly as he looked toward the factories and equipment still operating within the Small Realm. "If I collect the Grotto-Heaven Power here, won't that cause the entire Plainfolk Realm to collapse completely?"
Dugu Ming said, "The Plainfolk Realm has been tossed about for so long and has never been able to operate at full capacity. It has long since become a complete mess.