World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

Chapter 1795 - 64: Ambush

According to logic, as the Clan Leader of the Holy Angel Clan, Yeluo should not spare the Catastrophe, but the fact was beyond Zhang Xiaoman’s expectations. He did not think the other was doing it out of some kind of overflowing sympathy; anyone who has cultivated to this realm is no saintly figure.

And indeed, the answer Yeluo provided had another reason.

"The Divine Country cannot blindly accept all souls; sinful souls are unworthy of your blessings. We need a place of exile to punish them and let them atone for their sins, and Catastrophe has more experience in this aspect than I do. Keeping him might be more useful than killing him."

Zhang Xiaoman nodded slightly in agreement with Yeluo’s explanation.

After all, she didn’t know she could use the body of Catastrophe to expand the Original Realm. From this perspective, her actions could indeed maximize benefits.

"It seems this young lady has quickly adapted to her new identity. She’s already starting to plan for the future, saving me the trouble."

Zhang Xiaoman silently mused, though he referred to the other as a young lady, in terms of age, this is a being that has lived for tens of thousands of years, yet appears as an innocent young girl, truly a super big loli.

Now, Zhang Xiaoman has no issue here, but Naphaya seems to be in a low mood. He regrets not being able to eliminate the leader of the Plague Demon Clan.

Yeluo spoke a few words of comfort, explaining the reasons behind the war between the Plague Demon Clan and the Holy Angel Clan. Upon learning that all this was a plot by Yuan, and both sides were mere chess pieces, they shifted the focus of their hatred to Yuan.

However, the battle between them and the Plague Demon Clan lasted thousands of years, and many tribesmen died. Saying they can easily forgive each other is certainly impossible. As such, Naphaya still looks at Catastrophe with strong hostility.

Zhang Xiaoman released the restriction on the latter, and on the huge skeleton, flesh began to grow, dark red meridian patterns quickly appeared, eventually forming black hard shell skin covering the entire body. A giant with six arms appeared before the few of them; after losing strength suppression, Catastrophe quickly returned to his original form.

"Great Dominator, thank you for your mercy and forgiveness. I offer all my loyalty and life to your service!"

Catastrophe, upon recovery, immediately knelt on one knee towards Zhang Xiaoman, performing a grand gesture. It was clear that although he was in a skeletal form just now, he hadn’t lost his perception of the outside world. He knew everything that happened, feeling both awe and fear towards Zhang Xiaoman’s existence.

He never expected that apart from his own clan member, he would be fortunate enough to meet another Dominator.

Moreover, this Dominator’s strength was so powerful that he could independently create a complete world, giving Catastrophe the feeling that he might be dreaming.

Creating a whole world may sound easy, but it is exceedingly difficult to execute. Many low-level Dark Spirits might boastfully claim they construct their Little Cave Heaven as a New World, but those with higher strength, understanding, and reverence know what achieving this truly signifies. Even the one within his own clan probably couldn’t achieve it.

Could it be that the one before him is not just a Dominator but a Supreme surpassing Dominators?

At this thought, Catastrophe’s heart grew even more fearful.

The good news is that this Supreme did not kill him but spared him a life, which delighted him.

Because on the Demon Clan’s side, the Dominator had already expressed dissatisfaction with him. His Plague tribe has virtually ceased to exist, evident from the Demon Lord letting him be pinned by the Holy Judgment Sword in the cave for thousands of years.

Being abandoned by one’s own tribe is not a joyous thing for any intelligent being, especially when the one abandoning him is the strongest being in this world. Catastrophe can even believe that if he were to reappear lively before the Dominator, the Dominator might directly slap him to death.

Now, if he can stay in this one’s world, it undoubtedly is a fortunate situation. At least here, he will not be sealed away again; he truly doesn’t want to endure the pain of being just a skeleton pinned to the wall for thousands of years again.

"Catastrophe, the one you should thank is not me but your old adversary. It’s he who chose to spare your life. If not for this, you would already be my flower fertilizer."

Zhang Xiaoman’s cold tone made Catastrophe shudder, and he subconsciously looked at the Holy Angel Yeluo beside him. After hesitating for a moment, he slightly bowed and saluted.

"Humph."

Yeluo snorted disdainfully, with some arrogance in her tone:

"Don’t rush to thank me; I’m not sparing you to let you enjoy yourself here. In the future, every sinful soul in this world will be under your jurisdiction, guiding them to atone for their sins. If you don’t achieve this, I’ll report to Lord Jixing anytime; you know the consequences!"

Zhang Xiaoman smiled slightly and pointed remotely at Catastrophe’s forehead, instantly implanting a prohibition.