Ruling the Universe, A Quiet End (Grand Finale)

"Holy crap, what is this? Have you been cursed by the power of the Dark Plane?"

This strange phenomenon once caused widespread panic.

Soon, Bing Ce Guard patrolled back and forth, loudly proclaiming, "Don't panic! This is a unique phenomenon in the Dark Plane called 'Bone Illumination,' which manifests the skeletal features corresponding to humans, reflecting their status within the Dark Plane."

"The better the bone structure, the higher the status in the Dark Plane."

Upon hearing this, someone asked curiously, "What about those without bones?"

Bing Ce Guard spoke quickly and bluntly, "Those who display their true appearance without a skeletal structure are generally at the lowest level of the Dark Plane."

The man was rendered speechless; he realized he was just a nobody.

As his colleagues gloated, Bing Ce Guard realized something and added, "Don't doubt yourself. Only those who cultivate Dark Magic can reflect skeletal forms in the Dark Plane. We cultivate different systems; look at me, do I have any?"

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the case. They looked around and discovered that those with prominent bone structures were practitioners of Dark Magic. The more magnificent their bone structure, the more profound their mastery of dark magic.

At the top of the Floating Fortress, Lu Jun glanced at the people around him. Almost everyone had a Fallen Dark Magic Bone Image, except for him and Mo Fan. Despite having mastered the Four Elements dark magic systems to the highest level, their images were still reflected in the Thin Ice on the ground.

Mo Fan asked in bewilderment, "Something's not right. I'm the mighty Evil Saint King!"

Lu Jun said, "With our immense power, even the rules of the Dark Plane have to give way, so naturally we dare not reveal our true forms."

"Hey!" Mo Fan said with a beaming smile, "I like hearing that explanation."

Nine vast Floating City swiftly flew over the desolate, Purgatory "exile zone." Ninety-five percent of the Dark Plane is the exile zone, equivalent to a desert. Su Lu from the Original Timeline crashed in the exile zone.

Lu Jun didn't actually know much about the Dark Plane. It was only after he achieved the King of Hell Throne and traveled through the Dark Plane, capturing various information, that he gained some understanding.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Following his intuition, he gazed ahead and the endless black mist suddenly receded, revealing a colossal palace amidst towering mountains. Ancient and weathered, it exuded a unique and supreme nobility, its color scheme a dreamlike and eerie blend of silver-black, dark gold, black rose, and crimson.

The entire complex of millions of palaces resembles a divine palace in the underworld, grand and majestic.

The mages within the nine Floating City were stunned by this breathtaking scene, remaining silent. Even in the Dark Plane, there were glorious civilizations!

At the top of the million-square-meter palace, a dozen majestic figures seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

Lu Jun looked down at the group of "Dark King," each with a different appearance: some were alluring women dressed in bright red, while others were dignified and ancient-looking middle-aged men...

With a slight sense, he spotted two or three 'familiar faces': the Holy Son Wen Tai, shrouded in black, stood at the very edge; and the woman with the long dress woven from crimson blood flowers, the Blood King, was responsible for borrowing Dark Magic from many worlds.

Each of them possesses the imposing presence of Rooftop Emperor, and each has an independent personality and defined authority. They are both incarnations of the Dark King and separate individuals.

The Dark Plane connects many worlds, so the power of the Dark King is unimaginable. Unfortunately, with the return of Lu Jun King of Hell Mo Fan Evil Saint King, a large part of His power was divided, and He fell from the realm of Supreme True God.

However, to be fair, the Dark King's foundation is still formidable, as evidenced by the fact that each of his dozen or so avatars has reached the Rooftop Emperor. Given that vertical development in cultivation is hindered, horizontal development is a viable option.

The imposing Dark King, standing before the nine colossal Floating City, spoke in a deep voice, "King of Hell, we don't have any major conflicts, do we?"

These words immediately eased the tense atmosphere on the Floating City. Everyone was bewildered. What was this? A plea for peace?!

Lu Jun remained indifferent. As expected, the Dark King had reached the realm of Supreme True God and naturally knew how terrifying such a realm was. It was not difficult to understand why he would take the initiative to beg for mercy.

The Dark Plane's strategic location is too important; it's easier for him to start his conquest of this multiverse from there.

Of course, despite the numerous worlds in this universe, the three most important ones are the Magic Plane, the Summoning Plane, and the Dark Plane, all of which are vast in area, populated, and have the highest energy levels.

Lu Jun responded domineeringly, "It has little to do with whether there is conflict or not. From today onwards, the Dark Plane will be ruled by [the ruler], and you rulers, the Dark Kings, will relinquish your authority and responsibilities to your respective factions."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the Dark King turned ugly, and some of them said with dissatisfaction, "Isn't Your Excellency being a bit too domineering?"

Their strength rests on various authorities, and they have gradually accumulated their power by borrowing souls from various worlds. If they lose these authorities, they may fall from their current level.

Seeing this, Lu Jun was too lazy to waste words with these Dark Kings. He reached out and summoned the Floating City beneath him. It trembled and was activated with the nine forbidden spells as its core. Countless dazzling array patterns were drawn and shone in the void.

Chapter 660 Ruling the World, A Quiet End (The Finale)

Buzz buzz buzz!

A crack appeared in the middle of the massive Floating City, and a deep, orbital cannon extended its menacing, seven-colored crystal tube, firmly locking onto one of the Dark King's avatars.

The colossal war creation unleashed its ultimate weapon, its roar echoing throughout the Dark Plane. First, a device activated, creating wave after wave of silver ripples that swept across everything. Accompanied by terrifying temporal and spatial chaos, it froze the Dark King, who was trying to dodge, in mid-air.

Boom!

Then, the central magic orbital cannon finished charging, and a dazzling, sky-piercing, seven-colored beam of light shot out, piercing through the heavens and space, and striking the Dark King's clone who was imprisoned in place.

In an instant, the Dark King's majestic body vanished into the endless Magic Radiance. The vast pillar of light continued its momentum, rushing towards the edge of the Dark Plane with unparalleled force. The dazzling light dispelled the darkness, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.

With a deafening roar, a dozen seconds later, the Dark Plane shook violently, and a great sun rose in the distance, unleashing a raging Tide of energy that swept across the entire plane.

When everything calmed down, the remnants of a huge, charred hole above the million dark palaces stretched into the distance.

The dozen or so Dark King stood frozen in place, their faces filled with fear. They had thought that Lu Jun was the one most worthy of attention in this battle, as the dozen or so Rooftop Emperor, who possessed dark authority, were enough to be used for negotiations. However, it turned out that the war potential of the human mages was not to be underestimated.

It is no exaggeration to say that a Floating City, the ultimate weapon, is comparable to a Rooftop Emperor.

Suddenly, the Holy Son Wen Tai chuckled softly, "Gentlemen, I have decided to accept King of Hell's conditions."

He said nonchalantly, "Anyway, gathering the faith of all the Magic Plane and voluntarily falling into the Dark Plane to become king was just a temporary measure. Now that humanity has produced such an outstanding descendant, I have no regrets."

Having said that, His aura suddenly weakened considerably, falling below the level of the Rooftop Emperor. A certain conceptual authority flew over and converged on a woman at the core of the Floating City.

Buzz buzz buzz!

As the expeditionary force entered the Dark Plane, Asha Ruiya's aura steadily increased.

She was utterly astonished. Watching her adoptive father turn and walk away so gracefully, she cried out, "Father, what are you doing...?"

Without turning his head, Wen Tai disappeared into the endless darkness, leaving only a slightly gaunt figure behind. He waved his hand and said, "Consider this my last little gift to you."

Clearly, he knew he could no longer retain control of the plane, so he simply transferred it to someone he liked, definitely not to Lu Jun! (He stole his daughter's soul and killed his wife Salang)

Mo Fan muttered, "My father-in-law is so unfair! His own daughter and son-in-law are right here, yet he gives them to outsiders instead of his own family?!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xin Xia couldn't help but glance at Mo Fan, thinking to herself, "What father-in-law could resist beating up his son-in-law when he's calling his wife's killer brother?"

The rights and wrongs of the past are now impossible to discern. Did Wen Tai abandon his wife and daughter in pursuit of power? Did Salang deserve his fate for his heinous crimes? Did Lu Jun steal the soul out of a sense of obligation?

From Mo Fan Ye Xin Xia's perspective, at least Lu Jun did nothing wrong. He killed the Cardinal and transformed into the Ancient King to save their lives.

Immediately, the remaining dozen or so Dark King looked at each other in bewilderment. They wanted nothing more than to curse Wen Tai, but in the end, they all sighed and relinquished their power.

Lu Jun smiled, seizing the largest share of power and becoming the Lord of the Dark Plane. He then passed on the remaining shares to his core members who cultivated Dark Magic, such as Ding Yumian and Tang Yue.

Nine Floating City were scattered across key areas of the Dark Plane, hastily bringing the Dark Plane under their rule.

Countless mages travel to and from the Dark Plane, mining vast amounts of resources. Countless magical factories work day and night, establishing Cross-Plane Teleportation Gate to return primary processed products to the Magic Plane.

The magical Floating City was not only a weapon of war, but also a production base, and it quickly took root there.

Lu Jun was very patient. He seized the Dark Plane and farmed for more than ten years. During this time, magical productivity exploded, and more than a dozen Floating City rose up and were scattered across the two main planes to suppress various places.

When the time was right, he boldly led his troops to conquer many interconnected worlds, including the Summoning Plane.

In the Tomb of the Fallen Nation, the radiance of the sun and moon suddenly replaced the sky. The long Zhu Jiuyin coiled around, roaring to the sky, bathed in the power of life and death.

His aura rose steadily, bursting with vitality, and he finally resurrected and returned, transforming into the Candle Dragon, whose eyes changed day and night with each opening and closing.

Beside him, a Floating City stood, and Lu Jun stood with his hands behind his back, smiling, "I will keep my promise."

Time flies, and more than a hundred years have passed since the Magic Emperor overthrew the Holy City.

The magical society has officially entered the interstellar age, with powerful magical Floating Fortress scattered throughout the universe and numerous magical spaceships traveling between different planes.

This is an extremely brilliant and glorious era, in which humanity is dominant, coexists peacefully with various races from different worlds, and benefits each other. Magic is developing rapidly.

At the headquarters of the Bing Ce Fu, Lu Jun stood atop the mountain, gazing into the distance. As he looked up, one after another, massive Floating City hovered in the sky, casting large shadows.

"You're here! I thought you'd gone off on another space voyage to explore the unknown."

A gentle, magnetic, mature female voice sounded from behind.

Lu Mei walked over with light, graceful steps. Her pretty face was flawless, beautiful and charming, as if she hadn't changed at all, still so young even after a hundred years.

She sighed softly, "What are you thinking about? Where do you want to explore again?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun turned around, gazed at the woman in front of him, and said gently, "No, I plan to retire and relinquish all my positions."

Lu Mei was utterly astonished upon hearing this and couldn't help but ask, "You're not joking?"

"Of course!" Lu Jun smiled. "I want to take a long break and spend the rest of my life with you all."

Upon hearing this, the older sister was deeply moved, yet also eager to get started. Still hesitant, she asked, "Why?"

"I have helped humanity enough, fulfilled my historical responsibilities, and lived up to the expectations of this era."

Lu Jun spoke calmly, "Moreover, I have sensed the growing darkness within the Bing Ce Fu, and the root of this corruption lies within me. I am omnipotent, leading too many to blindly worship me and pursue the absolute authority of the Magic Emperor."

"This phenomenon is not good; isn't it just like the Holy City of the past?"

He criticized, yet frankly admitted, "I have in fact become a stumbling block to the progress of civilization. My knowledge and wisdom are insufficient to see the road ahead. It's time to say goodbye."

"Civilizations cycle every thousand years and undergo transformation every hundred years; new life can become corrupt, and from corruption, new life can be born."

"With my current cultivation level, even if I relinquish the power over all realms, I will still be invincible in the universe, able to manipulate this cosmic spacetime at will. What meaning do the advancements of civilizations have in the face of someone like me whose power resides within myself? What benefits can they bring me?"

"Let's just let go and give civilization time!"

Lu Jun gazed calmly at the distant scenery, his tone firm.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mei thought of Bing Ce Fu, and her expression darkened. She then smiled and said, "It's fortunate you restrained the spread of the longevity technique."

"Although the lifespan of human mages has increased significantly, they have not yet achieved immortality. Everything is still changing, not static."

Lu Jun's eyes were calm. "Yes."

How do you want to leave?

"I will make arrangements to quietly conclude this chapter through a long journey and seclusion. Initially, there may be widespread confusion, but the world will gradually forget my existence."

The End