Chapter 3138: Light Secret Realm! Too Thick to Swallow! Fifty...

The words of the Immortal-level figures caused the True God-level beings to nod slightly.

Overall, the attitude was quite good!

In truth, the Immortal-level existences in this situation could not resist anything at all.

After all, even the True Gods were being confined and placed under control—how much less so could they?

Thus, rather than resist, it was better to accept their fate and cooperate obediently.

Perhaps then, they might receive better treatment.

No matter what, they were heroes of this great war—this fact could never be erased.

As for Wang Teng, he hadn’t even been given a chance to speak.

He felt out of place.

Was it truly appropriate for him to attend this meeting?

Shouldn’t he just wait for news?

After all, he felt he couldn’t change anything anyway.

However long the Immortal-level beings were confined, that’s how long he would be too.

Now he had begun to consider how to escape.

Passively waiting for arrangements wasn’t his style.

To trap him completely in one place—he simply couldn’t accept that.

For him, even being confined for a single year would be a waste.

But as for how to respond, he could only wait and see—for now, nothing was known.

“Very well!”

Chihuang True God nodded slightly, smiling: “You may rest assured. Your contributions will not be forgotten.”

“Once we finish discussing this confinement issue, the next step will be rewarding according to merit.”

The atmosphere instantly relaxed.

These words served as a reassurance, calming everyone’s nerves and allowing them to fully relax.

“Yes, there’s still rewards based on merit,”

Wang Teng’s eyes flickered with a hint of light, thinking to himself:

“With my achievements, I’m sure I’ll get considerable benefits. In that case, they probably won’t keep me confined for too long.”

Heroes must always be treated with some favor.

“Alright, back to business!”

Chihuang True God’s voice turned serious again, continuing:

“The purification of Dark Power primarily relies on Light Power.”

“But for Calamity Power, we currently have no better method—we can only suppress it using Light Power.”

At this point, He paused.

Yet the eyes of the crowd suddenly brightened.

They sensed something from Chihuang True God’s words, and grew even more at ease.

Light Power was not merely for purification—it offered many other advantages.

Even warriors with other attribute talents would gain significant benefits when immersed in an environment rich with Light Power.

Of course, there were drawbacks too!

For instance, one could not cultivate their own attribute power.

That was a matter of personal judgment.

For strong individuals, a few years—even decades—meant little.

Thus, going to a place saturated with Light Power to confine oneself didn’t seem entirely unacceptable.

“Are we going to the Land of Light?”

Wang Teng also stirred inwardly, guessing something.

Earlier, he had obtained some intelligence from Roundy, knowing that everyone would be taken to certain special secret places for purification.

Simply put:

Dark Power and Calamity Power within their bodies couldn’t be removed quickly, so time alone would slowly purify them.

At that moment, Chihuang True God spoke again:

“After deliberation among leaders of various factions, the final decision is… to send you all into a Light Sanctuary for confinement and purification!”

Everyone silently thought, *Just as expected*, and each face involuntarily showed a hint of joy.

Wang Teng’s gaze flickered, suddenly recalling many things.

A Light Sanctuary—such a place was indeed rare.

Even he had never encountered such a place before.

Now, however, he was able to enter one through this very means—almost like turning misfortune into fortune.

Perhaps he could even harvest plenty of useful attribute bubbles.

The thought alone made him eager.

Chihuang True God observed the reactions of the crowd, and a faint smile curved his lips.

This decision had been reached after multiple discussions.

To ensure these Immortal-level warriors accepted it calmly, without complaint, only the extremely rare Light Sanctuary could be used.

“That Light Sanctuary is a special space discovered by our Mechanical Clan in ancient times.”

“It not only contains extremely dense Light Power, but also holds substantial Light Primordial Power.”

Chihuang True God said calmly:

“For Dark Power, and even Calamity Power, the Light Primordial Power has a natural restraining effect.

Once you enter, the Light Power will automatically dispel the Dark Power and Calamity Power within your bodies—no additional methods required.”

The crowd erupted in murmurs, exchanging glances in astonishment.

It was a Light Sanctuary provided by the Mechanical Clan.

This was truly beyond everyone’s expectations.

They had originally assumed it came from some faction possessing a Light Talent.

After all, such sanctuaries were usually held by powers with corresponding talents.

For example, Fire Sanctuaries were always controlled by factions centered around Fire Talent.

Other factions holding Fire Sanctuaries wouldn’t benefit much.

Even if they accidentally acquired a sanctuary of a different attribute early on, they’d soon replace it—only then could benefits be maximized.

Mystic realms of differing elements clutched in hand yielded far too little effect, rendering them an absolute, unmitigated waste.

Yet now, True God Chi Huang was actually informing them that the Machine Race possessed a radiant realm of light all their own.

Blazes!

They had long known the heritage of the Machine Race was anything but ordinary, yet none expected it to be quite so extraordinary.

Wang Teng also shifted his gaze toward True God Chi Huang, his heart entirely flooded with surprise.

The Machine Race actually held a mystic realm of light in their grasp!

Fascinating!

He began to piece it together; with the fall of the three great domains and the various factions stepping in to aid their liberation, the three domains naturally had to show their appreciation.

Evidently, this was the sincerity offered by the Machine Race.

By bringing forth a mystic realm of light, the various factions would henceforth only speak of the Machine Race as acting with grand magnanimity.

Such was the matter of prestige for a great power.

Though it seemed of little practical use, when the moment truly demanded it, not a single shred of it could be spared.

True God Yao Feng also looked toward True God Chi Huang; though well aware of this matter beforehand, hearing it from Chi Huang's mouth at this moment still kindled a spark of displeasure.

The heritage of this Machine Race ran far too deep.

Even their own clan could not fully peer into the depths of the Machine Race's foundation.

It was said before that the Machine Race feared their clan, but was their clan not equally wary of the Machine Race?

Otherwise, in this scramble for interests, why would their clan have gone to such lengths to invite so many allies?

Would it not have been sweeter to swallow all those benefits entirely alone?

"Yet entering the Machine Race's mystic realm of light this time offers a perfect chance to plot for some advantages!"

"Making the Machine Race disgorge this radiant realm is no easy feat; such a golden opportunity must absolutely not be squandered."

True God Yao Feng smiled coldly, the thoughts churning darkly within.

This matter required meticulous planning.

As for any obstruction from the Machine Race?

Hardly a problem!

The recruitment of so many allies was not for mere amusement.

"However, everyone should not rejoice too soon!"

True God Chi Huang remained oblivious to the thoughts in Yao Feng's mind, shifting the tone as the voice grew solemn.

"Though the power of light indeed holds a suppressing effect over the powers of darkness and calamity, even as it dispels them, it will simultaneously inflict a certain burden upon your bodies."

"This point, I presume, is quite clear to you all."

Upon hearing these words, the crowd froze for a moment before knitting their brows, followed by thoughtful nods of assent.

Indeed it was so!

They were not warriors of the light element; if the power of light grew too dense, it would in fact affect their physical vessels, and even their very souls.

Ultimately, allowing a massive influx of elemental power foreign to one's own natural talent to enter the body was by no means a wise decision.

Other elemental forces would only interfere with one's own power.

Under normal circumstances, a warrior would consciously control the absorption of foreign energies, never permitting too much external elemental force into the body.

But this time was different.

To purify the power of darkness and eradicate the energy of calamity, they had no choice but to actively invite the power of light into their vessels.

Furthermore, it was obvious that the concentration of this power of light would not be low.

Places worthy of being called mystic realms often contained origin power dense enough to be considered thick.

So thick it would be hard to swallow!

Nevertheless, relatively speaking, it was always far better than forces like the power of darkness and calamity.

Thus, it was not entirely unacceptable.

Only the eyes of Wang Teng and Elder Ji lit up completely.

The thicker, the better!

The denser, the finer!

Of the two, one was an all-element warrior whose repertoire naturally included the light attribute, while the other was a veritable demigod of the light system.

For them, this mystic realm of light was nothing short of a blessed land.

A magnificent place!

A thoroughly magnificent place!

Absolutely not to be missed.

Yet both disguised their reactions flawlessly, their expressions mirroring the rest of the crowd, betraying no unusual emotional ripples.

Steady!

Do not get reckless!

It would not be too late to indulge once they stepped inside that mystic realm of light.

Wang Teng and Elder Ji glanced at each other almost in unison, both seemingly recalling that the other possessed a talent for the light element.

Noticing the shared anticipation in each other's eyes, neither could help but steal a secret smile.

Excellent!

A certain tacit understanding had been reached!

True God Chi Huang swept a gaze over the crowd once more, speaking deliberately:

"In short, those of insufficient strength who tarry too long within will instead be harmed by the power of light."

"Therefore, by the calculations of my race, you may remain within that mystic realm of light for fifty years at most."

"However, within these fifty years, no one may depart; you must undergo monitoring to ensure no excessive remnants of darkness and calamity remain before you are permitted to leave!"

"Fifty years!" The crowd was startled once again.

This was no small figure!

For ordinary living creatures, fifty years could well span half a lifetime.

Fortunately, they were all powerhouses of the Immortal level and above; fifty years was nothing of consequence, entirely within the realm of acceptance.

Yet the crowd quickly thought of something else, turning their gazes one after another toward a specific seat.

Seated right there was Wang Teng.

"???"

Wang Teng was instantly dumbfounded.

How did he end up becoming the center of attention again?

He had already done his best to fade into the background.

Could he really be so dazzling?

So much so that these immortal-level warriors couldn’t forget him for even a moment?

That’s truly touching—bullshit!

Wang Teng silently rolled his eyes and quickly regained his composure.

Fifty years!

For him, that was far too long.

Not an exaggeration—just the truth.

Even though he now possessed an extraordinarily long lifespan, the struggle among martial artists always unfolded in the blink of an eye.

As he’d said before, even one year would be a tremendous waste of time for him.

Because he could collect attributes—how many things could he accomplish, how much profit could he reap in just a single year?

Even for many young warriors at the Domain Master or even Realm Master level, fifty years was no small span.

For some true prodigies, fifty years might well be enough to advance from the early stages of Realm Master to the late stages.

Thinking about it this way, damn—it was a trap!

Fifty years could bring about countless changes.

It could easily allow other geniuses from the Bright Universe to catch up with him.

No wonder all those immortal beings were now staring at him in unison.

“But are their gazes filled with pity?”

Wang Teng glanced subtly around the crowd, feeling a little speechless.

When his gaze settled on the cold, mocking eyes of the True God Yaofeng, something suddenly clicked in his mind—like grasping a fleeting thought.

Something felt off!

He’d already found it strange that Yaofeng had volunteered to arrange their lodging. Now, seeing that contemptuous, icy stare, his unease deepened.

“Could this be His intention?”

Wang Teng suddenly realized.

Locking them away for fifty years—that was a calculation aimed right at him, wasn’t it?

After all, if he couldn’t avoid it, he’d definitely be held back, perhaps even fall behind the other geniuses forever.

The other side wanted to disrupt his growth, to slow down his progress.

The more Wang Teng thought about it, the more certain he became.

His heart began cursing under his breath.

Damn it, this Yaofeng True God was still as treacherous as ever!

Actually coming up with such a sneaky trick!

He had to admit—this move truly struck at his weakness.

Now everyone would be confined, not even True Gods or Immortals exempt. How could he, a Domain Master-level warrior, remain untouched?

Old Ji also saw the implication, frowning slightly.

Wang Teng was the pride of their Starry Academy—his future bright, his path full of promise. How could he be delayed like this?

But he didn’t rush to speak.

At this point, he had already discerned Yaofeng’s purpose, so he wouldn’t give the other side any opening.

Better to wait until the enemy’s true intentions were revealed, then find a way to maneuver.

“Wang Teng, stay calm for now. Let’s see what Yaofeng True God is really after.”

Old Ji, fearing Wang Teng might lose his temper, hurriedly transmitted his words telepathically.

“Don’t worry, senior. Such a petty scheme—I haven’t taken it seriously at all,” Wang Teng replied with a light smile.

“…”

Old Ji raised an eyebrow, speechless.

Why was this guy still so relaxed?

Was he genuinely confident, or just recklessly arrogant?

He couldn’t tell.

Absolutely couldn’t tell.

But seeing Wang Teng’s resolute expression, and the fact that he showed no sign of speaking, Old Ji felt somewhat reassured.

At least this guy was truly cautious—unlikely to act rashly.

In that regard, he felt relatively at ease.

The reason he’d warned him earlier was simply because concern clouded judgment. (End of chapter)