manynovel Chapter 3316 Lesser Fullness (Ghostly Celestial Venerable)
Chapter 3316 Lesser Fullness (Ghostly Celestial Venerable)
In Zhou Wenlun's view, this is not a disaster, but a new beginning.
Once the Extreme Realm and the Ghost Realm are completely merged, the laws here will change.
The power here will surge.
At that time, as the Heavenly Dao of this world, he will directly control the power of both Yin and Yang realms.
What Azure Sky God King, what Su God, what Ming God, will all turn to ashes before this mighty power of heaven and earth!
"Zhou Wenlun, you've gone mad!"
Yang Susu's face turned deathly pale.
She held the unconscious Xiaoman tightly in her arms, feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from the Gate of Hell, and felt her whole body turn ice cold.
Back in Dongzhou Shikong, she and Achen fought with all their might to stop the Ghost Lord from turning that place into a ghost realm.
But now, in this Extreme Realm, this gate has been fully manifested.
"Crazy?"
Zhou Wenlun tilted his head, a bizarre smile appearing on the half of his face that had just been repaired.
"No, this is my evolution."
"Yang Susu, Jun Yichen, aren't you saviors?"
"I'd like to see who you can save when faced with the oppression of the entire Ghost Realm!"
The words have not yet fallen.
The towering, bone gate emitted a deep, resounding crash.
Boom!
It felt like a giant hand had shoved the door hard from behind.
Immediately following was a tooth-grinding scraping sound.
crunch--
The two tightly closed stone doors slowly opened outwards.
As the crack in the door widened, a gust of black, eerie wind howled out.
The wind wasn't cold, but it carried a sinister chill that seemed to penetrate to the very marrow of one's bones.
Wherever it passed, the flames of war that were still burning were instantly extinguished, and the remaining grass and trees on the ground withered, turned black, and vanished into dust.
"Uuuuuu——"
A piercing wail came from inside the door; it was the roar of millions of wronged souls, yearning for the flesh and blood of the living.
Hu Qingye leaped forward, shielding Yang Susu and her daughter behind him. A flash of azure light appeared in his hand, and a long sword formed from the feathers of a Azure Phoenix appeared in his palm.
His expression was extremely solemn, his narrow phoenix eyes fixed on the door.
Jun Yichen also returned to Yang Susu and Hu Xiaoman's side, standing next to Hu Qingye.
Ah Zhen, carrying a small peach, stepped onto the formation and instantly returned to Yang Susu and Hu Xiaoman's side.
Ah Zhen leaped onto Yang Susu's shoulder.
Little Peach climbed onto Hu Xiaoman's shoulder.
The two spirits exchanged a glance.
We must set up a formation; those evil spirits are about to emerge!
Hua Nianhu stood beside Yang Rui, her face pale, holding Yang Rui's hand tightly.
Su Shen and Ming Shen have arrived, but her brother Hua Yulou has not!
The gates of hell are about to open once again!
Chu Zhaole and Xie Ze flew down to Chen Heng's side, who was holding Ning Shuang's corpse, and both looked up at the ghost gate that made one's soul tremble!
next moment.
Countless pale, withered arms covered in livid spots stretched out from the crack in the door, vying to reach out to the outside world.
Immediately afterwards, a series of dark shadows surged out like a black tide.
They were clad in tattered black iron armor, wielded rusty, broken spears, and had eerie green flames burning in their eye sockets.
Their steps were orderly, and although their bodies were incomplete, some headless and some crawling with broken legs, the murderous aura they exuded was more terrifying than any army in the world.
Yin soldiers!
This is a legion of Yin soldiers from the depths of the Ghost Realm, who have truly experienced countless battles and even participated in the ancient war between gods and demons!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Although they lacked vocal cords, the convergence of their divine thoughts transformed into deafening battle cries that resounded throughout the entire Extreme Realm.
There are too many.
Hundreds of thousands? Millions? Ten million?
There are simply too many to count.
They instantly filled the sky and obscured the earth, like a giant black net, completely surrounding the Azure Phoenix army and the surviving cultivators of the Extreme Plate Realm.
"set fire!"
Qingyu gave the order.
Thousands of Azure Phoenix generals flapped their wings in unison, spewing forth towering azure divine fire.
boom--
The divine fire and the tide of ghosts collided.
The Azure Phoenix Divine Fire is the purest and most yang substance in the world, specifically designed to counteract yin and evil.
The tens of thousands of Yin soldiers at the forefront were instantly ignited, letting out shrill screams, and then dissipated into blue smoke.
But the ghost tide was simply too massive.
As those in front fell, those behind immediately stepped over their fallen comrades and charged forward.
They are completely unaware of fear and pain; their only thought is to kill all living things in front of them.
Although the divine fire was fierce, it was like a candle flame in a storm, teetering on the brink of collapse, in the face of the endless black waves.
"Your Majesty, we can't hold them off any longer!"
A Qingluan lieutenant, covered in blood, rushed towards Hu Qingye.
Half of his wing was torn off by a ghostly soldier, and blue blood splattered across the sky.
"Their numbers are still increasing; this gate to hell... it's like a bottomless pit!"
With a single sword strike, Hu Qingye unleashed a cyan sword aura that swept across the battlefield, instantly clearing an area in front of him.
But before he could catch his breath, the blank space was immediately filled with even more ghostly soldiers.
"Hold on!"
Hu Qingye shouted sharply, "We absolutely cannot let them get near Xiaoman!"
He turned his head and glanced at Yang Susu behind him.
At this moment, Yang Susu was desperately channeling her divine power into Xiaoman's body to help stabilize her soul.
Although Xiaoman is not in immediate danger, the consequences of being corrupted by this ghostly energy would be unimaginable.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
Zhou Wenlun stood high in the distance, his feet resting on a thick cloud of ghostly clouds.
He looked down at the crowd struggling to hold on, and at the blue light that was gradually being swallowed by the blackness, and laughed so hard he almost fell over.
"Fox Qingye, aren't you supposed to be a great fighter?"
"Aren't you the Azure Sky God King?"
"I'd like to see just how many ghosts your divine power can burn to death!"
"Ten million? One hundred million?"
"As long as the Gate of Hell remains open, these ghost soldiers will be endless!"
Zhou Wenlun opened his arms wide, greedily inhaling the thick deathly aura in the air.
As the ghostly energy continued to flow in, his injuries were completely healed, and his cultivation level was even rising steadily.
The origin of the Extreme Realm is being assimilated by the Ghost Realm.
And he, as the will of this world, is transforming into an unprecedented monster—the Ghostly Celestial Venerable!
"Hahaha……"
"You all, die here!"
Zhou Wenlun pointed with his finger.
Suddenly, several even more powerful auras separated from the horde of ghosts and headed straight for the group in the center of the battlefield.
At this moment, the weakened Ghost Lord also floated to Zhou Wenlun's side.
His ghostly form was ethereal.
But as he watched the ghost soldiers surge forth, his eyes were filled with excitement.
Whether I set up the Ghost Gate in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and had Ghost Mustard Seeds guarding those Ghost Gates, or I used the power of the Heavenly Stone, it was all for the purpose of opening this Netherworld Gate and releasing the Yin Soldiers!
Although he failed in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, he has now succeeded in the Extreme Plate Immortal Cultivation World!
As expected, success still requires the support of the Heavenly Dao!
At this point, the battlefield was divided.