Inside the wooden house.
Zhu Ziyang sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind immersed in his mental force sea.
"Teacher, I should be able to withstand the pressure of plane-traveling now, right?" Zhu Ziyang asked Electrolux.
"It should be fine now," Electrolux said with a smile, looking at Zhu Ziyang. "Begin. I will protect you."
"Yes!" Zhu Ziyang's heart couldn't help but pound with excitement. He immediately followed the method Electrolux had taught him earlier and began to truly accept the Undead Demiplane.
Within his mental force sea, the greyish-white halo representing the demiplane's entrance slowly ascended under his control, upwards, upwards, and further upwards, finally detaching from the mental force sea's region and entering the divine soul firmament's region.
Zhu Ziyang's divine soul firmament was already very weak. With his growth in strength over the years and his cultivation of Reign Over The World, the boundary wall separating the soul and body had long become as fragile as a piece of paper, easily broken. It only awaited Zhu Ziyang's mental force to reach a tangible and substantial state before it would be completely refined.
The greyish-white halo representing the Undead Demiplane appeared on the divine soul firmament. Then, with a thought from Zhu Ziyang, a portal radiating a faint aura of light appeared before him. This was precisely the Undead Demiplane's spatial gate.
A spatial gate appeared in the room. Zhu Ziyang could clearly feel the surrounding spatial fluctuations. His left eye flickered slightly with light, but he paid it no mind, instead focusing all his attention on the spatial gate before him.
A somewhat ethereal figure appeared beside him, his eyes filled with relief, and he looked at the Undead Demiplane's spatial gate, saying, "Go in."
This phantom was naturally Electrolux. His divine soul was already very solid, allowing him to completely separate from Zhu Ziyang's mental force sea and enter the real World without worrying about being assimilated by the World's laws.
"Mhm!" Zhu Ziyang nodded silently, stepping one leg directly into the spatial gate before him. Immediately after, his entire body entered the spatial gate, his figure vanished from the wooden house, and the spatial gate rapidly contracted, becoming a light speck the size of a soybean, hovering in the air.
Zhu Ziyang felt an immediate pressure on his body, twice as heavy as usual, but otherwise, there was nothing special. When he felt his entire body lighten, he had already entered the Undead Demiplane.
Feeling the hard ground beneath his feet, Zhu Ziyang's heart remained unsettled for a long time. Was this the Undead Demiplane? His physical presence allowed him to truly feel the environment within the Undead Demiplane: the temperature was low, the air was very dry, the aura of Death was rich, and the elements were primarily dark, water, fire, and earth, with only a very small amount of light elements.
"Come, drip your essence blood onto this plane core." While Zhu Ziyang was still sensing the demiplane's environment, Electrolux had already approached him, holding a crescent-shaped jade.
"Oh, oh!" Hearing this, Zhu Ziyang's gaze immediately fell upon the crescent-shaped jade in Electrolux's hand. He saw that the jade was pure white throughout, with a faint, indistinct skull inside, and a subtle aura of light and Death emanating from it.
He didn't hesitate, biting his tongue tip directly, and a drop of fresh blood fell onto the jade. As the blood touched the jade, it immediately permeated its interior, and a faint radiance spread out, gradually enveloping the crescent-shaped jade. Immediately after, before Zhu Ziyang's eyes, the jade slowly floated up from Electrolux's hand, drifted to Zhu Ziyang's forehead, and then began to spin.
The crescent-shaped jade spun faster and faster, yet its size grew smaller and smaller, shrinking from its initial size of two palms to that of a sesame seed. To Zhu Ziyang's astonished gaze, it "whooshed" and drilled into the center of his brows.
Zhu Ziyang felt his body shake, and then a strange sensation came over him, as if he were the master of this World.
In fact, his feeling was not wrong. From now on, he was indeed the master of this Undead Demiplane. As the Undead Demiplane's core merged with him, this Undead Demiplane also began to undergo drastic changes.
The direct manifestation was that its area shrunk by half, from its initial size of half of the Douluo Continent to now only the size of a Tianhun Empire. The black sun in the sky also changed, with a golden light speck appearing at its very center. It was believed that as Zhu Ziyang's influence on this plane deepened, the black great sun would eventually turn into a golden scorching sun. On the barren and infertile land, some scattered moss also faintly appeared, plants that could only be seen in the northernmost regions of the Douluo Continent.
Zhu Ziyang's face showed joy. With a thought, he instantly shifted from his current position to a spot a hundred meters away, and then with another thought, he immediately returned to his original spot. Spatial displacement—this was his most basic authority as the Lord of the Plane within this demiplane.
As he gradually became familiar with and mastered this demiplane, his authority would grow more and more.
"Very good!" Electrolux said with a joyful and relieved expression. "It seems this plane has acknowledged you. With this, I can rest assured."
"Mhm, yes!" Zhu Ziyang suppressed his inner excitement and said, "Thank you, Teacher."
"Hahaha, between master and disciple like us, why speak of thanks!" Electrolux laughed heartily and said, "With this demiplane, your safety is greatly guaranteed. You won't have to worry about life-threatening dangers even if you encounter a powerful enemy."
"Exactly!" Zhu Ziyang fully agreed with Electrolux's words and smiled.
Controlling the Undead Demiplane held significance for Zhu Ziyang not merely as a safe house to hide in when encountering an unbeatable strong individual. Its more important significance lay in the group of undead creatures within the Undead Demiplane! After truly gaining control of the Undead Demiplane, the undead army, led by the Hell Knight, could now be summoned by Zhu Ziyang. The ability to summon five Titled Douluo-level powerhouses to assist in battle at any time and place was a privilege only Zhu Ziyang could enjoy.
Filled with joy, Zhu Ziyang left the Undead Demiplane and returned to his wooden house, then got into bed and began to cultivate.
He quickly entered a cultivation state, but not long after, he discovered something was amiss. He felt as if he was being spied upon, and this unfamiliar gaze sent a chill down his spine!
He suddenly opened his eyes and sternly rebuked, "Who is it? Get out!"
However, a terrifying scene unfolded before Zhu Ziyang: his immensely loud voice surprisingly didn't elicit any response from the elders nearby. Xingcai in the room also remained oblivious, and even Electrolux in his mental force sea showed no movement. The entire World seemed to have been frozen!
A profound silence.
As Zhu Ziyang's heart trembled, he suddenly felt the surrounding space turn into a blank expanse, with nothing but a hazy grey. He rarely showed fear, but this unknown made him feel helpless. His mental force could not penetrate this mist, nor could he perceive his own body.
This unprecedented sense of powerlessness filled Zhu Ziyang's heart.
"You are very special." Just as Zhu Ziyang was rushing around like an ant on a hot pan in this grey space, a voice devoid of any emotion came. This voice seemed to come from all directions, and yet also from the depths of his heart, leaving Zhu Ziyang at a loss.
"Who?" Zhu Ziyang rejoiced, then anger and fear followed, as he loudly questioned.
"Are you afraid?" the unfamiliar voice said. "You need not fear, for I only wished to see you."
"?" Hearing this, Zhu Ziyang's anger and fear did not diminish in the slightest, but he also showed a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
"I have been observing you for a long time," the unfamiliar voice continued. "The reason I revealed myself to you today is entirely because you have met my standards."
"Your standards? What standards?" Zhu Ziyang was still angry, but that didn't stop him from trying to figure out the intentions of the owner of this unfamiliar voice.
"Do you know about Gods?" the unfamiliar voice said, its tone calm.
"Gods? Are you a God?" Zhu Ziyang's heart trembled, and then he spoke.
"You could say that," the unfamiliar voice said ambiguously.
"Then why are you looking for me?" Zhu Ziyang felt some anticipation in his heart, yet he didn't know what he was anticipating.
"Naturally, for the inheritance of a God Position!" the unfamiliar voice said.
"!" Zhu Ziyang's heartbeat slowed by half a beat, and he even wondered if he had misheard.
"You don't need to doubt," the unfamiliar voice said. "I can tell you clearly, when your cultivation reaches the six-ring Spirit Emperor level, that will be the day the God Position assessment begins. At that time, you will know everything!"
The unfamiliar voice disappeared. Zhu Ziyang didn't even have time to speak, and the surrounding mist instantly dissipated. He returned to his room.
His face was filled with shock, and his eyes were full of unbelievable light.
A God Position, such a distant existence, had actually appeared before him? Was that mysterious voice truly the legendary God? Ten thousand years ago, did Sea God Tang San also obtain his God Position this way? Then what kind of God would this mysterious voice be? Could it be a God that had appeared in the history of the Douluo Continent? What form of existence was a God Position exactly? And what would the God Position assessment be like?
Zhu Ziyang's mind was in a mess. He wanted to tell Electrolux about this immediately and hear his opinion, but just as he was about to speak, a warning came from the depths of his consciousness: "Do not speak too much!"
He immediately closed his mouth, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction and fear.
"Before you truly obtain the qualification for the God's test, absolutely do not reveal anything about the God Position, not even to that otherworldly person residing in your sea of consciousness!" The unfamiliar voice rose from the depths of Zhu Ziyang's heart. Although the voice contained no emotion, it made Zhu Ziyang tremble as if facing a bottomless abyss!