Lynn closed his eyes and spread his spiritual power in all directions, probing deep into the wilderness.
This was the outskirts of the Holy Light Plane, an asteroid that had been eroded by holy light energy for countless years.
Thin holy light energy filled the air. It was not as dense as within the Holy Light Plane, but it was still enough to make the undead uncomfortable.
Undead creatures suffered a drastic reduction in combat strength in this world.
When Lynn's spiritual power touched that energy, he felt a faint burning sensation, like dipping his hand into slightly scalding water.
He activated Analysis and observed this world.
A hundred processing slots operated at once, data pouring through his sea of consciousness like a waterfall.
The rule structure here was far more complex than that of the Plague World. Holy light rules stood supreme; aside from holy light and the rules related to it, all other rules were suppressed to the point of being nearly imperceptible.
Rules such as darkness, death, undead, and annihilation could not even raise their heads here.
That was why the undead were so greatly weakened here—not because they had become weaker, but because the rules were rejecting them.
Other rules, such as spatial rules, had also been eroded by holy light and become unstable.
Yet that did nothing to diminish the plane's power!
Ordinary small worlds relied on countless rules operating together to form a complete rule system, which then continued to grow stronger.
The Holy Light Plane was the exact opposite. Holy light rules alone dominated it, suppressing all other rules and growing ever stronger.
This single attribute was extraordinarily pure. Against races highly resistant to holy light, it seemed somewhat lacking.
But against dark Wizards—especially dark Wizards who cultivated death and the undead—it was