World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

Chapter 1750 - 41: Different Rules of Different Worlds (Part 2)

However, the Original Realm seems to be quite different, with a certain degree of change in the cosmic rules, like these souls now.

Zhang Xiaoman reached out, and a wisp of white soul surrounding him gently flew into his palm.

This was the face of a woman filled with despair and fear. She seemed to retain a certain amount of consciousness, instinctively staring in terror at the owner of this hand.

"Interesting... You seem to have a certain sanity... Without the support of a brain, where does your rationality and thinking ability come from?"

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the woman’s face in front of him and fell into contemplation.

Undoubtedly, these souls were released from the body of the Shadow Demon King Nai Wenmo’er.

Zhang Xiaoman knew that the opponent seemed to have some ability to absorb and imprison souls, and could even release these souls in subsequent battles to enhance the destructive effect of skills.

During his recent battle with the Shadow Demon King, he also witnessed such tactics. It was not surprising that these souls were likely those Nai Wenmo’er had killed and collected, with some possibly consumed, and the remaining were released at the moment of his death.

Previously, even when Nai Wenmo’er used similar soul magic abilities, the soul effects displayed were, at most, light effects released in conjunction with dark spiritual power. Strictly speaking, those light effects were shadows he emitted, and the souls only served as carriers of information, fundamentally different from the pure soul form now.

"Perhaps it’s the difference in cosmic rules that caused these souls to be truly manifested, released through Nai Wenmo’er’s corpse after his death, allowing me to see them..."

Zhang Xiaoman pondered and temporarily found an explanation for everything he saw.

But no matter what, these souls appeared tangibly, their millions of numbers constantly howling in his ears, making him a bit headachy.

With a turn of his thoughts, all the souls around him suddenly stopped, as if frozen in time, and the space instantly returned to tranquility.

"Star Lord!"

In the distance, a dazzling colorful divine light flickered, and Naphaya’s figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoman.

"Star Lord! I sensed large fluctuations of soul energies, you..."

He suddenly paused here, looking at the group of souls beside Zhang Xiaoman with a face full of astonishment.

Naphaya was a Holy Angel, with power reaching the upper control level of a Divine Radiance Holy Angel. In the Original Realm Space, he was further empowered by Zhang Xiaoman’s strength, possessing strength no less than a transcendent Holy Master, and his ability to perceive souls was naturally unparalleled. Even from a distant location, as long as he held the authority of a Gatekeeper, he could sense these suddenly appearing souls in the universe.

He never imagined that he would witness such a sight in his lifetime.

A large group of souls floated in space, appearing semi-transparent, with faint white light emanating from their bodies. Their figures were indistinct, only showing faces twisted in pain.

Naphaya, having been a Holy Angel all his life, honestly saw the true appearance of souls for the first time. He knew very well that what was referred to as a soul was merely an information body without any form. If someone had told him in the past that souls were semi-transparent white figures, he would confidently assert that person was a deceptive fraud.

But now, the scene before him left him dumbfounded. It was the first time he saw the appearance of souls, and the powerful perception ability of the Holy Angel Clan was never wrong. These white, semi-transparent spiritual bodies were the souls he had encountered before.

Naphaya didn’t know why this was happening; after all, he’d dealt with things like souls and demons all his life, never witnessing such a spectacle upon entry. It was inevitable to be somewhat dazed now.

But he quickly regained his composure.

Who exactly was this being in front of him?

This was a true Dominator-level powerhouse!

Especially in this brand new universe, Naphaya even felt that the other’s power had surpassed Dominator, reaching the legendary Supreme level.

What level was Supreme?

Naphaya found it hard to fathom.

Supreme was always just a legend; as a Holy Angel, he knew little. He only knew that within a universe, the being who held the ultimate Divine Domain could be called Supreme.

Such a powerful being, of which there is only one in the entire universe, the ultimate of the age.

So, for such a being to manifest something like souls, what’s there to be surprised about?

Naphaya had been following Zhang Xiaoman for several years, stationed in the Original Realm, seeing all sorts of unfathomable operations from him time and again, and had long since grown accustomed to it.

Even if someone told him now, he could create souls out of nothing, he would believe it.

After all, for a Supreme, nothing is impossible.

Upon thinking this, Naphaya couldn’t help but once more feel the powerful ability within himself, a power granted by Supreme, elevating him directly to transcendent level, making him a being like a Holy Master, and his heart filled with a fervent heat, rejoicing in that choice made long ago.

Watching as Naphaya shifted from confusion to a certain fervor, Zhang Xiaoman felt the Holy Angel was a bit inexplicable, though he was used to it. Perhaps this guy had again imagined something and was getting all excited over there.

He waved his hand, indicating it was fine. These souls were not invaders, just poor souls that had fled from the Shadow Demon King.

"Star Lord, what do you plan to do with them?"

Naphaya couldn’t help but ask with curiosity, though he immediately regretted it.

What was his status to casually inquire about this being’s next plans—it was too presumptuous.

Yet Zhang Xiaoman didn’t mind these things. Instead, his gaze lingered on these souls for a moment before he spoke:

"They should all be beings the Shadow Demon had once slaughtered. Among them, I even saw many souls from Water Blue Star, all wrongful deaths. Now that the Shadow Demon King has been vanquished, I will grant them a second chance."

After he said these words, the souls that were frozen in place were all released from their shackles, once again regaining the ability to act.

But this time, the millions of souls did not continue to wail as before. Instead, each one, like a devout follower, quietly hovered in the air, the pained expressions on their faces gone, and they all silently listened facing Zhang Xiaoman, as if they were listening to the greatest holy words of the world.

"A second chance...?"

Naphaya was slightly taken aback, then quickly connected the dots and said:

"Star Lord, do you intend to resurrect them all?"

Once again, a sense of admiration rose in his heart.

He had heard of resurrection abilities, but they were all powerful spells with significant consumption, and even resurrected life could never be complete, not as before.

Yet now, with the Star Lord speaking such words, even if it was incredible, Naphaya believed unconditionally.

Zhang Xiaoman nodded, his gaze sweeping over these souls once more, a plan already forming in his heart.

Just as he had said earlier, he indeed intended to resurrect all these souls, and in a perfect manner, unlike the puppet-style manipulation of undead magic.

If this were outside, he certainly could not achieve this.

But now, in the Original Realm, as the Master of the Original Realm, he felt he could easily accomplish all of this.