Jiang Yun stood tall amid the sea of stars, never moving from beginning to end. The Source World completely crushed the Emperor Lord.
Within the Source World, his will was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. Any being unable to break free of the Source World was destined to become nourishment for it.
To break free of the Source World required the strength to defeat Jiang Yun. Clearly, the Emperor Lord was incapable of that.
"It doesn't matter if I trap one Emperor Lord, but if there were ten experts at the Emperor Lord's level, the laws of the Source World couldn't destroy them all at once. If there were twenty, their eruption within the world would cause a certain amount of damage."
Jiang Yun silently assessed the situation. The Source World was useful for trapping small fry, but it could not trap too many overly powerful small fry.
Unless the enemy was at least one major realm below him, in which case he could trap as many as came.
With such an obvious upper limit, the Source World's primary function was still to strengthen himself.
Compared to a space for trapping enemies, Jiang Yun needed a stable rear base more.
A safe logistical supply line was what mattered most.
Otherwise, there was no need to trap those he could defeat, while those he could not defeat could not be trapped. It was not particularly meaningful.
Outside, Jiang Yun stored the Emperor Lord's corpse away, easily smoothing over the fleeting fluctuation.
An expert who had once suppressed half the universe died without a sound.
Swish!
Tearing through the universe, Jiang Yun arrived in an extremely familiar starfield. Eight planets slowly revolved around a great sun here.
It was the star where he had grown up.
However, Earth was not his