All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

A plane of evil gods?

Everyone was stunned again, their faces showing confusion, not understanding why Pei Shaoyu would name this plane the Evil God Plane.

Ignoring the doubts of the crowd, Pei Shaoyu continued, "This evil god plane is specifically designed to contain the negative energy of all realms, and to accommodate cultivators whose Dao hearts have collapsed and who have been corrupted by resentment."

"They also fought for you and me, for all the heavens and the world, for the Origin Realm. They were also heroes who protected all the worlds. They also had justice and hope in their hearts."

"However, in the battle, they experienced too much pain and despair, too much betrayal and sacrifice, and in the end, their Dao hearts were shattered, they went astray and were corrupted by resentment."

At this point, Pei Shaoyu's voice trembled slightly, yet remained firm: "They are not bad people; they have simply been consumed by pain, they have simply lost their way."

"We cannot kill them all; we cannot allow our compatriots who fought and bled for us to meet such a tragic end!"

"The plane of evil gods is their refuge, their place of salvation."

"We can send those cultivators whose Dao hearts have collapsed and who are corrupted by resentment to the evil god plane, let them cultivate there, let them purify their hearts there, and give them the opportunity to rediscover their original intentions and their Dao."

"And that collective resentment will be sealed within the evil god's plane, becoming the 'darkness' of that plane, existing alongside the 'light' within it, maintaining the plane's balance, and preventing it from harming the myriad realms."

Pei Shaoyu's words were sincere and heartfelt, each word piercing the heart, instantly touching the softest spot in the hearts of everyone present.

Yes, those cultivators whose Dao hearts were shattered were once their compatriots, their comrades-in-arms, and they fought bloody battles and risked their lives to protect all the heavens and myriad realms.

They are not bad people; they are just mentally overwhelmed by pain and despair, and they have simply lost their way.

Killing them all would be too cruel and unfair.

Creating a plane of evil gods, giving them a place to live, and offering them a chance for redemption—perhaps this is the best choice.

Li Sinan listened quietly to Pei Shaoyu's words, his gaze slowly sweeping across every corner of the myriad realms.

He saw those cultivators whose Dao hearts were shattered and tainted by resentment, wandering aimlessly across the battlefield, their eyes vacant and their bodies radiating intense negative energy, like walking corpses.

He saw them, including the creations of the Origin Realm that he had personally created, the disciples he had carefully taught, and the comrades-in-arms he had fought alongside.

Those familiar faces, those smiles from the past, those scenes of bloody battles—one after another, they flooded into his mind like a tide.

His heart ached slightly.

He recalled his previous life, in order to protect all the heavens and myriad realms; he recalled his current life, in order to break free from fate and protect all living beings, he did not hesitate to merge the Sentinel Authority with the fragments of the Time-Space Wheel, enduring countless hardships.

His original intention has always been to protect and redeem, never to kill.

Those cultivators whose Dao hearts were shattered had also given everything to protect all the heavens and myriad realms; they should not have ended up being killed and their souls scattered.

Pei Shaoyu is right. They deserve a place to stay and a chance for redemption.

A complex emotion flashed in Li Sinan's eyes: heartache, guilt, determination, and a hint of relief.

He remained silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head, looked at Pei Shaoyu with a firm gaze, nodded slowly, and said, word by word, "Okay."

The word "good," though simple, carries an unquestionable firmness and a determination to redeem, resounding throughout the entire battlefield of the heavens.

Everyone was shocked, their faces showing surprise and joy, their eyes filled with relief and anticipation—they knew that as long as Pei Shaoyu and Li Sinan joined forces, they would definitely be able to create the Evil God Plane, and give those cultivators with shattered Dao hearts a chance for redemption.

"Great! Lord Li Sinan has agreed!"

"Lord Pei Shaoyu, Lord Li Sinan, with your combined efforts, we will definitely be able to create the Evil God Plane and solve all the problems!"

"Those compatriots whose hearts were broken can finally be saved!"

Discussions arose again, but this time, the doubts and despair of the past were replaced by a strong sense of hope and anticipation.

Shen Jianxin smiled brightly, stepped forward, and bowed slightly to Pei Shaoyu and Li Sinan: "Lord Pei Shaoyu, Lord Li Sinan, we are willing to fully cooperate with you to create the Evil God Plane!"

Lin Nannan and Karen nodded in agreement, saying firmly, "We're willing to cooperate too!"

Cultivators from various realms and beings from the Origin Realm also expressed their willingness to fully cooperate with Pei Shaoyu and Li Sinan to create an evil god plane and redeem those cultivators whose Dao hearts were shattered.

Seeing the determined expressions on everyone's faces, Pei Shaoyu smiled with satisfaction and nodded gently: "Okay, thank you all."

"Creating the evil god's plane requires the combined efforts of all of us and will consume a huge amount of primal power, but I believe that as long as we are united, we will definitely succeed."

Li Sinan nodded, his tone indifferent yet firm: "The creation of this plane is of utmost urgency. We must prepare as soon as possible, and once we are ready, we will take action immediately."

Just then, Shen Jianxin suddenly remembered something, his brows furrowed again, and he asked in a serious tone, "Lord Pei Shaoyu, Lord Li Sinan, there is one more question."

"We can go all out to create the evil god plane, and we can also successfully send those cultivators whose Dao hearts are shattered into the plane."

"But that aggregate of resentment is too powerful, too evil. How can we control it? How can we seal it within the plane of evil gods?"

Shen Jianxin's words instantly froze everyone's smiles on their faces, and their hopes were once again replaced by worry.

Yes!

That collective resentment was incredibly powerful and highly contagious. If it couldn't be controlled, and if it suddenly erupted during the creation of the plane, then all of them would face annihilation, and the plan to create the evil god plane would completely fail.

How to control this collection of resentment and how to successfully seal it within the evil god's plane—this is the most crucial and difficult problem.