I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 933 The Creation of the Breath of Earth

The war ended quickly.

The resistance of the Holy Spirit Clan completely collapsed after Jemin defeated the dozen or so level-eight Holy Spirit Kings.

The remaining low-ranking Holy Spirits either surrendered or tried to escape, but were captured one by one by the Black Giants and the Dragonblood Mushroom Legion.

As for the Bat-Men, it's even simpler; even though the Holy Spirits have been defeated, they are still being manipulated to launch attacks.

But for Jemin's army, these creatures were no match for them; they were easily dealt with by simply sending out a few small squads.

Jemin hovered above the Holy City, looking down at the scene below. After the fog dissipated, the plains below the Holy City were revealed, a barren land of yellowish-brown color with almost no vegetation.

In fact, along the way, Jemin had seen many such sights: rivers dried up, hills barren, and cities devoid of any sign of life.

Apart from the bat-people enslaved by the Holy Spirits, the entire world was a wasteland.

Jemin shook his head with some regret: "This plane has no value anymore."

The Holy Spirit Clan has controlled this place for too long, and has plundered most of the resources. The original inhabitants have also been completely controlled by the biological tentacles.

It could be said that this world, which serves as a springboard, is like a fruit whose juice has been squeezed dry in the eyes of wizards.

Although some benefits can still be obtained through methods such as extracting the origin of a plane, the greatest benefits have been exhausted.

"Well, this is a good opportunity to try out my new spell."

After thinking for a moment, Jemin gave the black giant priests a task, instructing them to seal the spatial passage that he had previously blocked.

Soon, the black giant priest brought over a fist-sized ball of light, which was covered in layers of runes.

Jemin stored the orb of light into his inner space, then ordered the entire legion to gather all the prisoners before immediately withdrawing and returning to Jack's plane!

It took more than a day to get here, but it didn't take that long to get back.

Using the recorded spatial coordinates, the entire legion quickly teleported away, leaving only Jemin behind.

He flew upwards, passing through the thin atmosphere, and arrived below the dimensional barrier.

The barrier of this plane is also pitifully weak. Under the long-term exploitation by the Holy Spirit Clan, even the power of the plane itself has shrunk by more than half.

Jemin raised his hand and touched the barrier. Dark golden light enveloped his palm, tearing a hole in the barrier.

He flew out of the rift and hovered in the void.

Below is a yellowish-brown continental plane.

The entire plane is shaped like a flat disc, its surface covered with gray-brown rift valleys and dried-up basins, with only a few traces of dark green remaining at the edges.

Jemin could clearly sense that the balance of power in the plane had been broken, the elements that made up the plane were slowly being lost, and the entire plane was exuding an aura of decay and impending death.

"Perfect, then show your final value!" Jemin opened his arms.

Dark golden light surged from his body, spreading out into a huge magic circle in the void.

The magic circle's patterns were extremely intricate and complex, with layers upon layers of runes weaving together in the void to form a giant net that covered the entire plane.

This was the first time he had used engineering techniques of this level.

【The Creation of the Breath of the Earth】.

As the magic circle began to operate, dark golden light converged from the edges of the circle towards the center, enveloping the entire earthen-yellow plane.

The edge of the plane began to shrink, and the rubble and dust scattered in the void seemed to be attracted by something, slowly falling back to the plane's surface.

Then the entire disc-shaped plane is slowly shrinking, like a lump of clay being kneaded by an invisible hand.

"Great, the start-up went smoothly, this experiment is half successful."

With his mental energy steadyed and controlled, under his will, the level seven large elemental pool in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane began to increase its power, and the light of the magic array became even stronger.

The plane's contraction accelerated, the outer rift valleys closed under the pressure, and the dark green areas at the edges disappeared during the contraction, being reintegrated into the plane's interior.

The entire plane began to collapse inward from the edge, and the diameter of the disk visibly shrank. Jemin could feel that the last remaining energy of this plane was being compressed to its limit. The elements that constituted the world were melted and stripped away from the core concept of "bearing" under the effect of the magic array.

The structure of the plane is collapsing, but at the same time, something new is being created.

Finally, the entire plane completely disappeared in the center of the magic circle.

Only a tiny grain of sand, no bigger than a pinhead, remained, suspended in mid-air, quietly emitting a faint, earthy yellow glow.

Jemin withdrew the magic circle, stretched out his hands, and carefully held the grain of sand in his palms.

The moment he got his hands on it, he sensed the special nature of the Breath Soil.

heavy.

Extremely heavy.

Theoretically, there is no gravity or inertia in the endless chaotic void, so no matter how heavy it is, it should not have any effect.

But the moment he made contact, Jemin clearly felt a heavy sensation.

That grain of sand seemed to carry the weight of an entire world; even the slightest touch of spiritual power would cause it to be crushed and deformed.

In addition, there is a wonderfully gentle feeling.

That is precisely the most important characteristic of the Xirang as a conceptual material: it can bear weight.

The core concept is that it can encompass and bear everything.

"Fortunately, although there are many elemental turbulences in the endless chaotic void, they cannot form real matter and energy, otherwise it would be really troublesome to collect this stuff."

After carefully sealing the grain of life-giving soil with refined gold, Jemin breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why it takes an entire world to refine the Breath Soil each time is not only because the Breath Soil itself is very troublesome to refine, but also because this thing grows when it encounters wind and thickens when it encounters water.

Simply put, once the Xirang senses matter and energy, it will rapidly expand into ordinary land.

That would be a complete waste of such a precious material.

Therefore, even in the world of cultivation, the process of refining this thing involves completely refining an entire planet to prevent the newly refined soil from coming into contact with matter and energy.

There are only a few substances or energies that can be used to seal the Breath Soil, and the most suitable of them is naturally refined gold.

After carefully inspecting the container to ensure there were no gaps, Jemin put it away with satisfaction.

The material called "Breath Soil" has no substitute in wizarding civilizations. Its load-bearing properties make it an indispensable core material for high-level creations in many cultivation systems.

If there were enough Breath Soil as materials, the stability of the Zhou Tian Star Array could be improved by at least one more level.

Having completed the test, Jemin teleported back to Jack's dimension using the previously recorded spatial channel coordinates.

He had just stepped out of the spatial passage and hadn't even had time to think about his next move when a communication was sent to his magic network terminal.

I opened it and saw a message from Jack: "Teacher, requesting backup!"

Seeing this, Jemin couldn't help but frown.

Before leaving, he gave Jack and Karl half of the legion. With Karl's own combat power, they were just collecting ordinary people in this plane. They shouldn't encounter any dangerous things, right?

With that in mind, Jemin simply recalled the legion that had already been assembled behind him into his inner sanctum, and then activated spatial teleportation based on the coordinates recorded in the information.

After a slight delay, with a flash of silver light, Jemin's figure disappeared from the spot.