Plane Master, Elemental Origin [Seeking Follow-up Reads!]

This sphere of light possessed an uncanny beauty. Within the vision of his divine sense, he felt as though he had merged with the surrounding environment, becoming an incarnation of the heavens and earth itself.

Yet, the sphere did not appear to be in good condition. It had become almost entirely transparent, and chains extended from the void to bind it tightly, stripping away streams of seven-colored light that vanished along the links.

Watching this scene, a vague suspicion took root in Long Yuan's mind.

"Long... Yuan..., please... help me..."

The sphere's voice was intermittent, sounding ethereal and unstable, as if it might dissipate at any second.

"You must be the Plane Master of Douluo Planet. Are you the one who summoned me here?"

Long Yuan had already sensed that it was not his true body that had arrived in this space, but merely a sliver of his divine sense.

"That is correct. I am the Plane Master of Douluo Planet."

As if experiencing a final burst of clarity before the end, the sphere's voice grew distinct.

"But I am on the verge of dissipating. The one who came from the heavens is stealing my power, and he is nearing success. The Life Core has already fallen, and alone, without a source of power, I cannot hold out."

"Oh? Then why bring me here? Do you expect me to stand against a Plane Master?"

Long Yuan spoke with indifference.

The sphere trembled slightly. "I believe you will be his enemy."

"Oh? What makes you so certain?"

"Because you are... a dragon, and he is one who came from the heavens. You are not of the same path."

The sphere's voice was resolute. Although its tone remained unchanging, Long Yuan could still perceive the emotions it wished to convey.

He frowned. Judging by the other's words, this formless Plane Master seemed to possess secrets unknown to ordinary beings.

"How long have you existed?"

"How long have I existed..." The Plane Master seemed to fall into a silence. After a long while, it replied, "I do not know how many years, but in those days, I often saw dragons circling the sky, while the people on the ground struggled to survive in the cracks between various beasts..."

In other words, when this Plane Master was born, the Dragon Race still ruled the realms.

At that time, the Dragon God still existed. He had established the Dragon God Realm, ruling over a dozen surrounding star systems, enough to be called a half-step God Star.

However, when the Dragon God led the Dragon God Realm to ascend to a God Star, he failed. The backlash of the universal laws severely wounded the Dragon God, and even the Dragon Race's most vital Dragon Ascension Pillar was lost in the spatial turbulence stirred up by the tremors of the universal laws.

Later, the five God Kings, led by the Asura God, took advantage of the Dragon Race's weakened state to launch a rebellion, shattering the already crumbling Dragon God Realm.

As Long Yuan remained silent, the sphere continued its account: "Later, the dragons seemed to vanish overnight, and the constraints upon me seemed to disappear as well. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before that sense of constraint returned, followed by new rules. After that, the constraints vanished once more. I thought it wouldn't be long before new rules arrived, but what I waited for was not rules, but a malicious gaze. I had no power to resist; I could only struggle to hold on."

To a Plane Master like it, it mattered not what the God Realm ruling the stars was, nor what its rules were; it would accept them all, provided the plane did not collapse.

Yet, in its naivety, how could it have imagined that Tang San had set his sights on Douluo Planet, and even more so... on it, the Plane Master!

After listening carefully to the account, Long Yuan said, "You are right. I am an enemy of the one who wishes to replace you. However, you also know that he is nearing success. He will soon be the new Plane Master, and you will only be devoured. No one will remember you. He is nearly invincible in this plane, and I have no way to contend with him. Tell me, how much longer can you hold on?"

"I estimate that in seven years, he will completely devour me."

Long Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Seven years? Are you certain?"

"At most, I can hold on for seven years. As for a shorter duration, it will be no less than six."

Since the other party said this, Long Yuan could be certain. It would be around the time when Tang Wulin's "Thousand-Day Dragon Burial" was nearing its end in the original story, followed by Tang Wulin breaking through to level fifty and officially becoming the Son of the Plane.

"If that is the case, we are not without a chance of victory. However, I will need your support."

"Speak..."

"Give me a portion of your Elemental Origin. As the Plane Master, you should be able to do that, right?" Long Yuan looked at the miserable sphere and refrained from making any outrageous demands.

The Elemental Origin of a Plane Master was different from its authority to control the plane; it represented the elemental power of the entire plane.

It was a renewable power, but it contained the usage of every elemental force that had ever existed on Douluo Planet, acting as a veritable encyclopedia. If an elemental spirit master could obtain it and comprehend even a fraction of it, they could unleash power far exceeding their peers.

Of course, Long Yuan only wanted this as a backup move. If he perfected his Dragon God bloodline in the future, he would no longer need to expend effort controlling elemental forces; for now, he was still fighting with his own strength.

"By the way, do you still have the strength to act?" Long Yuan suddenly asked.

The sphere paused for a moment before replying, "I can at most exert some mental suggestions. If I do more, I fear I will be unable to resist that person."

"Mental suggestions? That will suffice. Let us end our conversation here for today. Send me back."

"Very well."

A seven-colored speck of light separated from its body and drifted into Long Yuan's palm.

"If you need me to act, simply communicate with this mental origin using your divine sense."

As the sphere's voice faded, Long Yuan's vision went black. When he opened his eyes again, he was back on his bed.

Long Yuan walked to the window, his sleepiness entirely gone. He looked at the Elemental Origin he had obtained from the Plane Master.

"Seven years at most. Time truly waits for no one."

Yet for him, this was the best of eras. The Douluo God Realm had been swept away by spatial turbulence, and the order of heaven and earth was vacant. As long as he could deal with Tang Hao and A Yin, everything would be settled.

After that, becoming the Dragon God, reviving the Dragon Race, and even rebuilding the Dragon God Realm—everything would fall into place.

Long Yuan stopped his wandering thoughts and absorbed the Elemental Origin in his palm into his body. In an instant, a myriad of powers surged forth.

The vastness of water, the intensity of fire, the heaviness of earth, the swiftness of wind, the warmth of light, the depth of darkness, and the agility of space.

Furthermore, each element presented different variations; just as water could be gentle, it could also be torrential...

Even an ordinary Title Douluo would likely be burst asunder in an instant.

But Long Yuan felt nothing at all, as simple as cracking a melon seed.