Chapter 432: Repulsion

Wu Ming’s main body wore a solemn expression; this time, he had truly staked everything!

After all, although the Main Temple could easily suppress and kill several Celestial Immortals, it would inevitably fall into a state of energy depletion afterward.

If this capture operation failed, he would have no choice but to flee immediately, hiding in some minor world to heal his wounds, spending thousands or even tens of thousands of years slowly repairing the Main Temple.

“However, this operation has a ninety percent chance of success!”

“First, the Creator Deity has suffered heavy damage to its vital energy and has lost the essences of fire and earth, according to my avatar’s planning.”

“Second, the Creator Deity still falls short of reaching the Seventh-Level Golden Immortal stage. Although it can access the world’s fundamental power, it has yet to obtain a complete world status.”

“Most importantly, it has already been pulled halfway out of the Phantom World! Even if it were a Seventh-Level Golden Immortal with a complete world status, sharing the same lifespan as heaven and earth, what difference would it make? Without reaching the Great Perfection Stage, once it leaves its world, its power will drop drastically!”

Wu Ming’s face was cold, his eyes seeming to flicker with flames: “Therefore, this operation is absolutely certain to succeed! Creator Deity, come out for me!!!”

Boom! Boom!

The Main Temple roared, pulling the Creator Deity another step outward.

At this moment, the Creator Deity, stuck at the world membrane, suddenly let out a scream of utmost terror: “Yōu yōu!”

The entire Phantom World trembled. Accumulated belief over ten thousand years activated the fundamental power, forming a suction force that slowly pulled it back.

Seeing this seemed effective, the Creator Deity immediately increased its strength, borrowing the world’s gravity to step back into the world membrane.

But at the final step, suddenly, a figure appeared opposite it!

A figure it absolutely did not want to see!

Wu Ming’s avatar, the Divine Spirit Tamer who controlled the primal forces of fire and earth!

“You seem to have forgotten about me?”

Wu Ming roared with laughter, his body radiating crimson red and earthy yellow light wildly. He recklessly activated the world’s primal forces, striking the Creator Deity fiercely.

“Get out… now!!!”

Inside the Main Temple, Wu Ming’s main body moved in unison with his avatar, coordinating from within and without. The Main Temple exerted itself suddenly, pulling the Creator Deity completely out of the Phantom World.

Pop!

Crack! Crack!

The Creator Deity, now isolated in the void, let out an extremely terrified scream. Something on it seemed to shatter, producing many cracking sounds.

The status of a Seventh-Level Golden Immortal was only effective within its own world. Once outside, it became nothing. Moreover, the Creator Deity had not even fully attained the Golden Immortal level!

A transformation immediately occurred within the Phantom World.

Consequently, most of the primal forces on the Creator Deity vanished, its aura dropping precipitously like the crest of a wave collapsing.

“Be sealed!”

At Wu Ming’s command, the Main Temple emitted a large amount of light again, wrapping the Creator Deity tightly until it became a cocoon of light. Its size continuously shrank, finally becoming the size of a soybean, sealed at the bottom of the Primal Force Pool.

“Good… this beast’s fundamental energy is so dense that refining it should more than compensate for my consumption…”

Although Wu Ming could not directly utilize the world’s primal forces or fundamental energies, with the Main Temple’s help, his manipulation skills had surpassed those of ordinary Golden Immortals!

“This is one part; the other lies within the Phantom World… restoring order and saving the world, how much merit will that earn me, and how much fundamental energy will be repaid?”

Wu Ming gazed toward the Phantom World and smiled slightly.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Within the Phantom World, beyond the atmosphere, Wu Ming’s avatar was wrapped in flames, wearing a golden armor, slowly descending into the world.

“Jiū jiū!”

As soon as it landed on solid ground, the Fire Immortal Phoenix appeared, letting out a mournful cry. The Earth Monarch did the same.

“Hmm? The primal force on you is continuously draining away…”

With his Celestial Eye flashing, Wu Ming immediately understood this change.

This was perfectly normal!

Previously, the Phantom World had generously supported them, allowing their abilities to become weirdly powerful.

Now that the Creator Deity had been sealed and removed from the Phantom World, it naturally caused a change in the rules!

For the Fire Immortal Phoenix and the Earth Monarch, maintaining even the power of ordinary Celestial Immortals in the future would be fortunate. As for casually destroying worlds, that was just a dream!

“Not only that…”

Wu Ming waved his hand, and a hazy force appeared—clearly the power of a Land Immortal’s Domain!

“With the suppression of the Phantom rules gone, the original world’s power system is gradually reviving…”

He immediately realized: “From now on, various Phantoms will gradually lose their abilities, even degenerating into ordinary beasts. In contrast, the cultivation of ancient martial arts and ancient immortal techniques will become smoother and eventually return to mainstream status… this is restoring order!”

After several adventures, Wu Ming gradually understood.

The cosmic dimension he was in could be described as leaning toward the Eastern Taoist world.

Whether it was the Great Zhou, the Starry Heavens, or even the Ghost and Spirit Realm, and Fusang, they were all similar—Taoist arts, martial arts, and witchcraft were the mainstream!

The Spirit-Taming system brought by the Creator Deity, however, was a power from another dimensional universe, hence so incompatible and even suppressing Taoist powers!

But now, after removing the Creator Deity, it was time to restore the original order!

This world would eventually return to its correct path.

With the suppression gone, Wu Ming’s avatar immediately regained its Land Immortal ability, and various techniques were rapidly recovering.

He opened his Celestial Eye and instantly saw the heavens and earth rumbling as the rules began to transform.

The Spirit-Taming rules, which consumed significant primal forces, were expelled and replaced by a Taoist system that consumed less and promoted the overall health of the world.

At the same time, a colorful glow surged from all over the world, forming a kaleidoscope of hues within his fortune.

“Fortune? Merit?”

This scene was quite similar to the Creator Deity gathering the world’s fundamental powers before, which made Wu Ming fall into deep thought.

“If the Creator Deity had succeeded, it would have become the supreme deity of the Phantom World forever, and I would have been labeled a demon, forever disgraced in history for a million years!”

“But now… I won, and the entire world is rejecting the Spirit-Taming rules. I have become the savior—so simple as that…”

His eyes gleamed:

“These merits, although still not comparable to what I gained in the Ghost and Spirit World, should be enough to acquire a world status. A pity…”

For ordinary people, this might be an unprecedented stroke of luck.

But Wu Ming possessed the Main Temple; as long as there was enough primal force, he could partially wield the power of Great Perfection. Naturally, he was unwilling to keep rolling around in this small pond.

“This harvest is truly immense—there’s the Creator Deity, and here’s another bounty…”

His smile widened, and finally, he burst into roaring laughter.

“There are still some loose ends to tie up… I cannot leave immediately…”

After laughing, Wu Ming mounted the Fire Immortal Phoenix, transforming into a streak of fire, rapidly heading toward the Land of Flames.

“Jiū jiū!”

High in the sky, the Fire Immortal Phoenix, which had been flying swiftly, looked very listless; its original golden-green solar corona had also shrunk significantly.

“Hmm… this level of weakness is shocking… it’s almost on the verge of dropping from the divine rank, comparable only to the former King-Level limit! It’s even slightly inferior to the Celestial Immortals in the Great Zhou World!”

High above, Wu Ming’s eyes flickered, and he formed a hand seal: “Wind Riding Art!”

With the help of the Taoist arts, the Fire Immortal Phoenix’s speed suddenly increased by half, leaving a trail behind: “Compared to that, the power of Taoist arts has fully recovered…”

If even divine-ranked Phantoms were like this, then the future prospects of those King-ranked, Lord-ranked, and even ordinary warriors and generals were not optimistic.

“An era has already ended; the glory of Spirit Tamers will be forever buried in history…”

“The Phantom World will likely fall into great chaos…”

“How many members of the privileged class will fall, and how long will this process last?”

Those who wield power inevitably control authority!

For ten thousand years, Spirit Tamers had stood at the pinnacle of the Phantom World’s pyramid through the power of Phantoms.

Undoubtedly, the loss of Phantom rules would be almost fatal to them!

Seeing their former masters, who once lorded over them, arbitrarily enslaving, punishing, and even killing them, now losing their powers, can anyone doubt what the oppressed commoners and slaves would do?

“The fading of Phantom abilities and the collapse of the Spirit Tamer system will be a gradual process, perhaps very long and with setbacks…”

Wu Ming wore a detached expression on his face: “But… none of that concerns me anymore!”

“Jiū jiū!”

At the Land of Flames, Stone City.

“What a huge firebird, it’s a Golden King Phantom!”

Five Poisons Master and Hou Yong wore serious expressions, summoning their Phantoms.

“Roar! Roar!”

The Earth-Shaking Ape roared toward the sky, pounding its chest, yet filled with a sense of “all bark and no bite.”

“Divine-ranked Phantoms are still okay, but those below that level have all dropped a tier? And this phenomenon will become increasingly evident over time…”

Wu Ming leaped down from the Fire Immortal Phoenix: “It’s me!”

“Master!”

Hou Yong let out a delighted cry, followed by Dongfang Deyu and Zuo Linling rushing out.

“So… so much has happened?”

Inside the hall, Wu Ming casually shared a heavily edited version of his experiences, emphasizing the future suppression and weakening of Phantom abilities by the world. Dongfang Deyu’s face immediately turned extremely serious.

To the people of the Phantom World, Phantoms’ existence was as natural as water flowing downward or the sun rising in the east. Suddenly hearing this news, she had already shown great trust in Wu Ming by not dismissing it as a joke.

“So you’re saying…”

Dongfang Deyu’s eyes kept scanning Wu Ming: “You’ve become a Divine Spirit Tamer? The Creator Deity has left? The glory of Spirit Tamers is about to end?”

Her mouth hung open, clearly still unable to believe it, and the others beside her were even more so.