Chapter 2913 - The Merging of Two Wonders

Meng Ying's cosmic charts shattered one after another under Wudi's blade and fists. The fragments of his cosmic charts could only solidify on broken astrons, each of which contained celestial patterns that made up the ephemeral world wonder. Wudi used the Flameyellow Coffin to suppress them so that they wouldn’t dissipate.

Meng Ying's three souls were still trapped in these broken astrons. Aware of his impending death, he was even more desperate and hysterical.

Endless screams echoed in the coffin.

"No one can escape the ravages of time! You’ll all grow old one day! No! None of you are worthy of these treasures! Your wealth will be your ruin! Your fate will be a thousand times worse than mine! At least I’ve lived for thousands of years, but you have little time left. You’re more pitiful than me!” Meng Ying screamed in pain.

"The more you scream, the more sure I am of your pain, suffering, and unwillingness! Goodbye, old ghost!"

The Flameyellow Coffin crushed Meng Ying's vita and his caelum surged from his foundation fortress. Meng Ying was dead!

"Done!" Wudi had fulfilled his mission and won a crucial fight. Naturally, he was thrilled.

Yin Chen had reported everything to Tianming and the others over the course of the battle. It was the best news they’d had in this challenging time. Wudi had slaughtered the Skydome Mundus’ Rex Mundi, Meng Ying. A foundationeer had lost his life on the Sun. If the people of the Skydome Mundus knew about it, they would surely mourn his loss.

"Tianming, my son, I’ll bring the man's body to you! It's still warm, but it’ll be cold if I wait too long,” Wudi excitedly said.

"You make me sound like a pervert,” Tianming protested.

"Aren’t you perverted, second-best genius? Have you ever killed a foundationeer? I have!" Wudi laughed.

Tianming was speechless. "The Sky Palace Formation is huge, but there’s a lot of people around. Be careful on your way back,” Tianming said.

"Relax!"

The Sky Palace Formation stretched up into the sky and looked like it was connected to the blazing clouds. Wudi could freely travel in and out of the formation. The Flameyellow Coffin flew across the surface of the Sun and quietly descended from the sky, braving the nova source eruptions from the Sun to land within the formation. The Ninedraogn Imperial Tomb was already waiting for him. Without another word, Wudi sent Meng Ying's astrons to the tomb.

Smacking Tianming on the head, he said, "Don't be lazy, young man. You’ve got to learn from your old man if you want to leave your mark on history!"

"Get out of here...." Tianming couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to him.

After getting everything ready for Moran, Tianming brought all fifty sisters into the Silverdragon Palace.

"How do you feel?" Tianming couldn’t help but ask as Moran and the rest came into contact with the ephemeral world wonder for the first time. He felt nervous; the ephemeral world wonder and the eightpart apparition wonder had to be combined to produce the best effect.

"It's fine, little brother. We’ve already tried it."

"Yes, little brother. It's very simple. They were made for each other."

"It's like love, two parts."

"It's like they’re being reunited and will never be apart again."

Although their bodies were complete, their souls weren’t, so they didn't speak very clearly. However, Tianming found that their eyes seemed brighter as they continued to grow and interact with him. The tenderness and light in their eyes were especially clear when they looked at him. He felt fifty times warmer.

"The wonders complement each other, yet Meng Ying gave up his female counterpart and failed to live up to their love," said Moran.

"That’s why he didn't end well."

"Our little brother will never do that. He treats Ling’er the best."

The sisters spoke in unison, their voices gentle.

"Yes." Nodding, Moran added, "We sisters will never be separated or let one another down."

"We’ll go through life together and never let any of us down. We’ll always be together."

"We won’t give up on any sister."

They looked at one another. Amidst the radiance of nova source, they absorbed the infinitum-class wonder, engraving it within every albus. This time, Tianming could see that it was easier for them to absorb the wonder due to the presence of the other wonder. The eightpart apparition wonder was more combative, while the ephemeral world wonder governed and controlled, so the latter was also gentler. Soon after, all fifty identical, fair-skinned beauties had merged the ephemeral world wonder with the eightpart apparition wonder better than Meng Ying ever could.

With the integration of the ephemeral world wonder and eightpart apparition wonder, illusion and ferocity came together. Tianming had already witnessed their might.

"Little brother, it's done."

"Aren’t we awesome?"

Tianming was dazzled by the sight of the fifty girls surrounding him.

"Of course!" Tianming nodded quickly. Then, noticing Moran at the end of the crowd, he said, "Little Fish, I need a favor.”

"Sure." Moran nodded.

"When Meng Ying attacked the Sun, he used his wonder to transform into a misty giant and gave orders in that form. Can you do that?" Tianming asked.

"Yes," Moran replied, her firm gaze hiding unshakable faith.

"Meng Ying likes to be on his own. Maybe no one knows about his death.... I need you to disguise yourself as Meng Ying and give the wonderians orders!" Tianming had come up with that idea while the sisters were absorbing the wonder.

Without further ado, the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb took off to the sky, hovering just above the Sky Palace Formation. Moran and her sisters softly groaned as Ji Ji injected nova source into their delicate bodies. After the initial foreign sensation, they summoned the ephemeral world wonder, which stretched out from their position and a cloudy mist towered into the sky so that it was impossible to tell that the mist came from the Sky Palace Formation.