"Elder Yi, are you serious?" Xu Cheng asked, a little excited.
After all, Elder Yi had been dangling that grand promise before him for over half a year, and just now, he had finally told him that the inheritance ceremony could begin...
"Would I lie to you?" Electrolux did not know whether to laugh or cry. He extended a gaunt finger and lightly pointed beneath Xu Cheng's feet. The deep purple Pentagram Formation instantly began to rotate, and Xu Cheng's presence abruptly vanished.
The office stood empty.
The Undead World.
Pitch-black darkness filled the expanse like an apocalypse. The sky was stained ink-black-or perhaps this world had no sky at all. Endless darkness and nothingness surrounded them. Only the ground Xu Cheng stood on was safe; beyond a certain boundary, any ordinary living creature would be assimilated into a skeleton.
"So this is the plane you built by hand?" Xu Cheng clicked his tongue in wonder as he surveyed his surroundings.
There was only a single pitch-black sun in the sky, radiating a faint purple glow.
Visibility was extremely poor.
Fortunately, Xu Cheng's martial soul was his eyes, so switching on night vision was no problem.
"It only qualifies as a demiplane. There's still some distance between it and a true plane. After all, I originally built it only to research necromancy, or to make summoning the undead into the real world more convenient. After several thousand years, the undead in this world have grown into a sizable force." Electrolux appeared as a spectral figure beside Xu Cheng and explained with satisfaction as he admired his handiwork.
"So that's how it is..." Xu Cheng sighed in wonder.
Only Electrolux could casually fashion a demiplane and speak of it so lightly.
He was Electro-"knows a little of everything"-lux, after all.
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