Night of Despair-Chapter 405 - 4.03 million souls, one

People sparsely stood scattered among the ruins.

Many buildings were even cut off at the waist, completely losing their ceilings, resembling open boxes.

Streams of black smoke drifted out from deep crevices from time to time.

Everyone’s gaze converged on that last Spirit Disaster Gate. As long as the Spirit Disaster was closed, the Black Disaster would actually not be too tough for Magicians to handle.

The Yin Qi Sky Pillar constantly tumbled, rotated, and surged.

Under Quan He’s successive handprints, it was continuously constrained and bound.

Hiss!!

In an instant, a black pearl shot out, entering into the Heavenly Pillar.

That was the initially sealed Spirit Disaster Monster, now precisely shot into the Heavenly Pillar.

Silently, the pillar began to slowly contract, becoming thinner, visibly shrinking.

One minute.

Two minutes...

Puff!

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The last wisp of smoke completely disappeared, and the pillar revealed its core, a dark red grotesque arched door wrapped in flesh and blood.

That door also slowly closed.

The door, over thirty meters tall, began to emit a creaking friction noise. The two door panels closed towards the center.

Bang!

Finally, the door completely closed.

The entire Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits also completely faded, became transparent, and dissipated in mid-air.

From then on, above the Zihe Palace ruins, there was no trace of the Spirit Disaster’s presence.

Silence...

Everyone calmed down at this moment.

Shortly after, a few seconds later.

A huge cheer resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Quan He looked relieved at the closed Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits, then turned to look at the many Magicians below on the ground.

"Mission accomplished!"

A gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Next, only the Gate of Despair of the Black Disaster remains."

In that moment, both the Spirit Alliance and the Disaster Countermeasures Department’s Magicians were filled with joy.

Ever since the Taoist Sect encountered trouble, the Seven Evil Alliance unleashed the Black Disaster Spirit Disaster, the elder sister began to continuously slide downward, moving toward the direction of abyss faster and faster.

Until now.

Quan He Monarch emerged, forcibly closing each gate with her own power.

One could say she alone almost saved this world that was about to slip into the abyss.

"It seems, as long as Quan He Monarch is around, this world should be able to maintain basic stability, I can probably start bringing people over..." Yu Hong also revealed a smile at this time. If even this method was useless and Quan He Monarch could not handle it, then his last resort would be to try and strengthen the Sky Stabilizing Plate, but such a terrifyingly large energy demand could not be met in a short time; for a Black Mark that even for strengthening medicine needed over ten days, the Sky Stabilizing Plate, a treasure of such potency, would likely need a very long time before it could be strengthened to a usable standard.

After all, that would require the immense energy only attainable after the confluence and sublimation of nine Quan He.

Thinking this, Yu Hong finally revealed a relaxed smile on his face.

"Fortunate that, everything has ended..."

He looked at the dazzling form of Quan He in the sky, feeling that rescuing her from her declining years was the most correct decision he made in his life.

Click.

Just then.

Suddenly, a sound like glass cracking echoed through the sky.

All the Magicians present with a certain level of spiritual power heard this sound.

"What was that sound?" Yu Hong furrowed his brow, looked around, but could not discover anything.

Suddenly, he hurriedly raised his head, looking towards Quan He.

"Be careful!!"

In that instant, his pupils shrank, he yelled loudly.

But it was already too late.

Behind Quan He Monarch, the just-closed Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits unexpectedly revealed its outline once again.

The gate’s door showed numerous cracks, then, in the instant Quan He turned her head, it explosively shattered.

Hiss!!!

A giant golden hand, in an instant, stretched out from the gate, and with a bang, precisely grabbed onto Quan He’s body.

The giant hand was engraved with countless runes, as if made of gold, similar to the previously severed brass hand, only more solidified and larger.

After grabbing Quan He, the hand suddenly retracted, instantly entering the gate, disappearing from sight.

This sudden change silenced the Magicians below, who had no time to react.

It was too fast.

The giant hand appeared, grabbed Quan He, and retracted back in less than one second.

For that duration, at that distance, even Yu Hong was too slow to intervene and rescue.

Boom!!

Just then, an ear-splitting crane cry came out from inside the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits, but abruptly stopped, and everything calmed down.

At that moment, the sky was empty.

In the dark night sky, where Quan He Monarch had just been radiating bright white light, she had now completely vanished without a trace.

The Magicians present were all stunned.

Not knowing how to react, some even thought they were seeing things, lowering their heads to rub their eyes. Some instinctively began to retreat backward, creating distance, ready to flee at any moment.

But most people, they fixed their gaze in the direction where Quan He Monarch was captured.

"How... How is this possible!!?" The Taoist of Golden Light’s face stiffened, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Our teacher, her strength reaches heaven and penetrates earth... how... how could this be!?"

Hisss!

Ku Chan and the Silent Taoist both took off from the ground on one side, turning into two streaks of light, one red and one white, flying toward the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Yu Hong was a bit slower, but also leapt up, aiming for the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits.

However, all three seemed to have passed through an illusion, directly moving through the middle of the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Landing behind, they turned to look back.

At this moment, the other Magicians below finally reacted, releasing their Magic, bombarding toward the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits.

One by one, spiritual summons of incorporeal beings, fire, ice, poison fog, beams of light, and more, thick and fast flew towards the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits. But all of them passed right through the middle.

"Senior!!" Yu Hong, with purple-red Inner Power flames igniting all over him, leapt up again, briefly hovering in front of the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits.

But he felt nothing.

Within his spiritual senses, there was just emptiness, nothing at all...

At this very moment, an indescribable panic arose in the hearts of the Magicians present.

The formidable power of Quan He Monarch had deepened in their hearts during this period, a terrifying strength that completely set her apart from others.

But at this moment, even she was grasped and taken away by that Gold hand inside the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits...

Even such a world-conquering powerhouse was powerless to resist...

Then they...

"Leader!! Quick, look at the sky!!" Suddenly, Qing Huang yelled out.

Yu Hong hastily looked up, staring higher up.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom!!!

At this time a series of dull sounds continuously transmitted from the high sky.

One after another, ancient and ornate rounded arches appeared and opened. It was his first time seeing the Gate of Ten Thousand Spirits!

Five gates.

Ten gates.

Twenty gates.

Fifty gates...

Eventually, Yu Hong stopped counting how many Gates of Ten Thousand Spirits there were.

He only saw, filling the sky, a dense sea of Gates of Ten Thousand Spirits, nearly covering his entire field of vision.

"What... what’s happening!!?" His whole being was bewildered.

Crack.

Golden flashes of lightning streaked across the sky, rapidly followed by more and more, illuminating everything, dyeing the world gold.

From inside the Gates of Ten Thousand Spirits, swarms of Golden Armor Dragon-men rushed out, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even more, all in a three-eyed form.

They lined up in battle formations, with Cai Jing Taoist in charge, having a gold-rimmed halo on his back, commanding from behind; ancient symbol-decorated white banners fluttered, one by one moving towards below.

The golden-colored Spirit Disaster Army, like a tide of sea water, descended from over ten thousand meters above, thunderously crashing down towards the land below.

Simultaneously.

From all Gates of Ten Thousand Spirits, huge golden arms stretched out.

Densely packed golden arms clasped together, then with a loud ’pop,’ exploded into countless golden light particles.

Within the light particles, a hundred meters tall giant clad in pure white full body armor emerged, holding a Three-pronged Trident, with a crown of blazing white flames over his head, hovering mid-air.

As the Armored Giant appeared, an enormous terrifying spiritual pressure spread out in all directions, inundating the surroundings.

Within a ten kilometers radius.

The entire ground instantly sank down significantly, pressed into a giant spherical imprint.

The Magicians below on the ground, along with buildings, all uniformly sank down.

That terrifying, exaggerated spiritual pressure distorted reality, transforming into over a ton of physical weight, instantly turning several physically weaker Magicians ghastly pale, with Spirit Light emerging on their bodies.

A small number of Magicians who had not mastered Spirit Light Secret Skills were pressed to their knees on the ground, continuously vomiting blood, their bodies rapidly deforming, bones shattering, flesh slowly being compressed into a messed pancake.

"I am the Immortal General of the Fore-Spirit Ten Thousand Mountains..."

Golden eyes shone brightly and deeply under the white armor giant’s helmet.

"Mortals... all things shall wither, only the Immortal endures!"

Within the echoing grand voice.

The Silent Taoist was the first to react, grabbing a nearby apprentice and turning to run.

Yu Hong glanced at the chaotic values on his multi-use meter, directly smashing it.

This device was useless now, the enemy’s spiritual value exceeded the detection limit, at least over a hundred million.

Even the Quan He Monarch, who had mastered Spirit Light, was silently captured.

He immediately stopped hesitating and turned to run.

’This world... is absolutely not normal!’

He had long felt that the world’s Magicians were not right, their mastered Magic often involved summoning the Divine Intent of Heaven, but it seemed like the Immortal Gods of Heaven also stood behind the Spirit Disasters.

Are the two systems the same? If so, why does the power of Heaven, frequently borrowed by the Magicians, not threaten this world?

Every borrowing by the Magicians, isn’t it just continuously opening small Gates of Ten Thousand Spirits?

He always had this doubt.

And now, watching the Gates of Ten Thousand Spirits, which should have been completely closed, being opened like a child’s play, hundreds to thousands, filling the entire sky.

It seemed to him that...

This world might be too close to the Spirit Disasters...

Thinking of the Spirit Disasters previously evolving by devouring human spiritual power. This world might essentially be the hunting ground for Spirit Disasters, coming to harvest periodically. That’s why there were so many loopholes, making it so easy for Long Qing and others to open the Gates of Ten Thousand Spirits.