Heaven Transformation Realm

The energy of heaven and earth suddenly surged to a new height, yet it had not reached its limit and continued to rise without cease.

In the blink of an eye, the entire world was shrouded in spiritual mist so dense that one could not see their hand before their face.

No one had ever felt energy this rich.

In recent years, the Blood Evil Clan's invasion had made the energy of heaven and earth increasingly sparse, and even the air was permeated with the stench of blood.

Yet the energy conditions here now were no worse than those of ordinary cultivation grounds in the Great Thousand World, and they were still improving.

Given time, this place might even rival the blessed lands and heavenly abodes of the Great Thousand World!

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, yet raindrops inexplicably began to fall.

The natives seemed to be rooted to the spot.

They stared blankly upward, catching the raindrops in their hands. The moment they touched them with their tongues, they were stunned.

This was not ordinary rain at all. Every drop contained abundant spiritual energy.

It was almost entirely condensed from spiritual energy and could be considered diluted Supreme Spiritual Liquid.

This rain itself had been transformed from Supreme Spiritual Liquid.

Futu Yun had absorbed a tremendous amount of Supreme Spiritual Liquid before returning all of it to this plane.

As the Plane Master, he merely served as a transfer station for the flow of spiritual energy, while taking the opportunity to consolidate his cultivation.

When the spiritual rain first appeared, it had only been a sparse drizzle, but it soon turned into a torrential downpour.

Moreover, it covered every inch of this world, leaving no corner untouched.

Great numbers of young cultivators broke through in clusters like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. The lower their cultivation, the faster their breakthroughs.

But what thrilled the natives of the White Dragon Continent most was that

many veteran experts who had been stuck at bottlenecks for years also began advancing one after another.

"To be apart for three days, then view one another with new eyes" had originally been nothing more than a polite saying.

But on the White Dragon Continent now, if one had not seen an old acquaintance for three days, one truly had to look at them anew.

Perhaps they had already broken through an entire major realm.

At the same time, Bai Susu and all the natives experienced a faint realization in their hearts.

Specks of light rose from their brows, eventually drifting high into the sky toward Futu Yun.

Futu Yun allowed those specks of light to fall upon him.

More and more specks of light rose from distant places throughout heaven and earth.

They seemed to travel through space, filling the entire world with these strange motes of light.

The countless light specks gathered into a cocoon of light, enveloping Futu Yun within.

The human heart was the hardest thing to fathom. Under ordinary circumstances, this method would have been difficult to make work.

But this world had previously suffered terribly under the ravages of fiends, and everyone had been trapped in misery.

Now that a chance for salvation had appeared, naturally no one would easily give it up.

That was also why Mu Chen had been able to use the power of living beings' prayers to find the Plane Spirit in the original story!

But Futu Yun had long since refined the Plane Spirit.

Now that he had received the prayer power of countless living beings, this power merely served to consolidate his cultivation.

Having refined the Plane Spirit, he had become the Plane Master of this world.

The survival or death of all living beings rested entirely upon a single thought of his.

Yet water could carry a boat, and it could also overturn one.

These living beings could either be tools whose lives and deaths he controlled at will, or the foundation supporting Futu Yun.

The power of one or two living beings was insignificant, but once their numbers accumulated, they could in turn nourish his cultivation.

More importantly, Futu Yun's own cultivation foundation was far lower than that of other Plane Masters—

other Plane Masters were at least at the Sovereign Stage, while Futu Yun was merely in the Quasi-Heaven Transformation Realm.

The prayer power of these living beings might only be icing on the cake to a Sovereign Stage expert.

But to him, a Quasi-Heaven Transformation Realm cultivator, it was a precious treasure comparable to the Plane Spirit itself.

Rumble, rumble. Not far from the Tianluo Continent, a continent suddenly rose from the sea.

This continent was not small. As it forced its way up, the entire Futuo Continent began to shake.

The living beings on the Futuo Continent naturally panicked in the face of such a violent earthquake!

Fortunately, the tremors soon subsided. Once the new continent had taken shape, the earthquake stopped.

But all the Heavenly Sovereigns of the Great Thousand World were dumbfounded.

Though they had completely fused with heaven and earth, they were not omniscient and omnipotent.

If something happened far enough away, they could not sense the disturbance.

Yet they had all sensed this change at the same time just now—this meant an incredible upheaval had occurred in the Great Thousand World.

Thus, everyone turned their eyes toward the Futuo Continent.

More precisely, toward the White Dragon Continent beside the Futuo Continent.

The White Dragon Continent was not far from the Futuo Continent and was merely a small continent.

Its resources were vastly inferior to those of the Futuo Continent.

But the problem was that this continent had appeared out of nowhere!

Futu Yun had once used the power of Earth Demon Thunder to raise an island upon a lake.

For top-tier experts, creating an island was no difficult feat.

But continents and islands were entirely different concepts.

A continent possessed complete laws and was far beyond what a mere island could compare to.

Even Heavenly Sovereigns could not create a continent from nothing.

"A Lower Plane?" Martial Ancestor Lin Dong hesitated. He sensed the aura of a Lower Plane on the White Dragon Continent.

But he could scarcely believe it—he himself was a Plane Master, yet even he could not accomplish such a thing.

He had once acted to open up the Lower Plane where he had been born, placing its planar passage within the Martial Realm for protection.

But he had merely connected the Great Thousand World and the Heavenly Profound Continent.

He had not integrated the entire Heavenly Profound Continent into the Great Thousand World.

Why could this Lower Plane forcibly squeeze its way in?

This was practically equivalent to a plane ascending!

It was not only the Martial Ancestor. The Flame Emperor and many Heavenly Sovereigns who had ascended from Lower Planes also had their eyes light up.

Those ascenders who were still at the Sovereign Stage might not have had time to concern themselves with such matters.

But once they had reached this level, they had long begun to repay the lands of their birth.

If there were a way to integrate their homelands wholly into the Great Thousand World, they would naturally welcome it.

Before Futu Yun returned to the Great Thousand World,

he had already moved the planar coordinates of the White Dragon Continent to the vicinity of the Futuo Continent, thereby protecting this Lower Plane.

And when Futu Yun officially returned to the Great Thousand World, a wondrous insight naturally arose within him. This breakthrough was like a sudden enlightenment.

Within his sea of qi, halos continuously surged across the Divine Soul's surface, while a peculiar fluctuation faintly spread outward.

The Divine Soul slowly opened its eyes and spread its hands, as though embracing all of heaven and earth.

From the depths of the outside world, a low muffled rumble seemed to spread out. In an instant, fierce winds rose.

The light upon the Divine Soul's surface grew ever brighter.

That tiny body seemed to drift upward bit by bit. Moments later, it touched the boundary of the sea of qi.

A sense of obstruction came from there, making the Divine Soul unable to move for a moment.

The Divine Soul remained unmoved, merely immersing itself in the strange insight of resonating with heaven and earth.

Now, its resonance with heaven and earth had grown increasingly profound.

Not only could it draw spiritual energy from heaven and earth more easily, but the degree of harmony in that resonance far surpassed what it had been before.

A clear, brilliant beam of light suddenly shot from the crown of Futu Yun's head, piercing straight into the heavens.

This light was particularly strange. It carried not the slightest spiritual energy fluctuation, yet it gave off an unfathomable feeling that could not be penetrated.

"The Divine Soul has left the body and merged into heaven and earth."

Reaching this point meant that Futu Yun had taken that step and truly entered the Heaven Transformation Realm.