manynovel Chapter 216 Ten Thousand Black Armorers Emerge from the Netherworld
Chapter 216 Ten Thousand Black Armorers Emerge from the Netherworld
"Splash—!"
As Zhao Feng uttered his majestic and powerful cry, "Destroy the evil spirits!", which seemed capable of shattering the soul, the black soul-binding rope embedded in the monster ladder suddenly tightened!
There were no deafening physical explosions, nor dazzling magical effects. It was an absolute crushing force originating from the fundamental laws of the world. Cultivators fight using the clash of true energy and elements; while the righteous gods of the underworld subdue ghosts using the "concept of life and death" bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.
Amidst the utterly shocked gazes of countless military police and cultivators on the outskirts of Jiangnan City, the enormous, stitched-together monster, forcibly pieced together from thousands of remnant souls, emitted a tearing sound that made one's teeth ache.
Immediately afterwards, its massive body, like snowflakes falling under the scorching sun, began to disintegrate violently at a visible speed. The twisted faces, forcibly sewn together and originally filled with endless resentment, instantly had their madness replaced by extreme fear when they came into contact with the pure Netherworld Laws on the Soul-Binding Rope.
That was the terror imprinted deep within the soul of a low-level spirit when facing a righteous god of the underworld!
"Disperse!"
Zhao Feng flicked his wrist, and a blinding purplish-black light burst forth from the Yama Token at his waist.
"boom!"
The massive mountain of flesh exploded completely, and with a mournful wail, it transformed back into thousands of grayish-white, independent wandering souls. They screamed and tried to flee in all directions like headless flies, even attempting to burrow into the soil to escape the terrifying divine power.
But in front of the Gates of Hell, where 100,000 ghost soldiers were arrayed, such a flight seemed utterly ridiculous.
"Arrest them." Zhao Feng coldly issued the order, his face expressionless.
"Here you go!"
Two rows of heavily armored ghost soldiers stepped forward in unison, their heavy boots thudding on the icy asphalt with a synchronized thud. The soul-binding chains in their hands, rattling like countless black venomous snakes, shot precisely into the air.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
Each chain, burning with eerie blue flames, seemed to have eyes, tightly binding the collarbone of a wandering soul. Those vengeful ghosts, who had been so arrogant and domineering just moments before, almost turning the entire Jiangnan City into a wasteland, instantly lost all ability to resist under the suppression of the soul-locking chains, limp in mid-air like mudfish whose tendons had been pulled out.
In just half a minute, thousands of wandering souls were chained together like chickens by this group of regular soldiers from the underworld, forming rows of "prisoners."
With the culprits captured, the extremely dark fog that had been hanging over the Third Hospital of Jiangnan City dissipated quickly in the night wind, like a punctured balloon.
Long-absent starlight, filtering through gaps in the clouds, once again bathed the cold ruins. The terrifyingly low temperature of minus 140 degrees Celsius around them began to warm rapidly as the gloomy atmosphere dissipated.
Outside the defensive line, there was a deathly silence.
All the military and police personnel, the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was preparing to make the final sacrifice, and the high-ranking Chinese officials watching this scene via drone broadcast from the rear command post, were frozen in place like clay sculptures.
They gasped for breath, their minds blank as they stared at the evil spirits being led around like dead dogs by the ghostly soldiers.
The problem that had plagued Jiangnan City for so long, the high-risk Yin Domain that had caused hundreds of assault team members to perish, was just... dismissed so easily?
Zhao Feng turned around, leading the long line of evil spirits suppressed by chains, and together with 100,000 Yin soldiers, slowly retreated into the towering bronze gate.
"Respectfully seeing off the City God!"
"Respectfully bidding farewell to all the righteous gods of the underworld!!!"
The deafening roar, mixed with the sobs of survivors, lingered in the night sky above Jiangnan City for a long time.
"Clang—"
The Gates of Hell slammed shut, vanishing into nothingness as a wisp of black smoke. The riots in the mortal realm were completely quelled in Jiangnan City.
But the madness of this night has only just begun.
The underworld, Fengdu Ghost City.
Zhao Feng stepped into the main hall and casually tossed the string of wandering souls in his hand into the purgatory burning with the flames of the underworld. He strode to the star map that floated above the global distribution of the underworld, his tiger-like eyes flashing with a cold glint.
Jiangnan City is just one of hundreds of high-risk red dots on this planet riddled with holes.
"We don't have enough bullets for the living, but we have plenty of soul-locking chains from the underworld."
Zhao Feng suddenly pulled out the Yama's Decree and slammed it heavily on the long table. The sound was like a resounding bell, echoing throughout the entire Ghost City of Fengdu.
"All troops, listen to my command!"
"One hundred thousand black-armored warriors, break into smaller units! Divide into hundreds of groups of a thousand each! Following the anchor points of the Netherworld Laws, simultaneously open the Gates of Hell in every place around the world where Yin Domain outbreaks have occurred!"
"Today, I will ensure that the realm of the dead is no more! Go and bring back every single one of those escaped 'trash'!"
"Yes, sir!!!"
Ten thousand heroic souls roared in unison, their voices shaking the very depths of the underworld.
The next second, the laws of reincarnation deep within the underworld began to operate violently. Hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers transformed into hundreds of black torrents, sweeping across the mortal realm like a swarm of black bees emerging from their nest, following the torn spatial rifts!
……
At the same time, in Siberia, at the ruins of Novosibirsk.
Amidst the swirling snow, the Russian 7th Armored Brigade stationed here had run out of ammunition and supplies. Outside their shattered steel positions, tens of thousands of "mutated ice corpses" were letting out chilling roars as they frantically charged towards the last line of defense.
These monsters were refugees who froze to death in the wilderness in their previous lives. After death, they were infected by extremely yin energy and transformed into evil spirits with extremely high physical defense and no sense of fatigue. Machine gun bullets could only break off a few black ice shards when they hit them.
"Hurrah—!" A burly Russian man, his face covered in blood, threw away his empty rifle, drew his bayonet from his waist, and prepared to face his final death.
At this critical moment, the wind and snow in the world suddenly and mysteriously stopped.
"Boom—!"
The Russian soldiers watched in horror as the ground on the ice field in front of their position suddenly cracked open. Thick, purplish-black mist shot into the sky, and a massive bronze city gate, exuding an ancient Eastern aura, forcefully squeezed into the real world!
"What is that? A new type of Void Monster?" The Russian commander stared wide-eyed in despair.
But the next second, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.
A troop of Eastern soldiers, clad in jet-black lamellar armor and wielding long spears, emerged from the city gates like ghosts. They made no sound, only coldly brandishing their black iron chains.
"Splash!"
Chains flew everywhere, like a vast black net that blotted out the sky, instantly enveloping the tens of thousands of crazed "mutated ice corpses." The moment the extreme yin law touched the ice corpses, those monsters that were just moments before impervious to blades and spears melted into nothingness, like foam encountering strong acid, their souls instantly hooked by the chains at their throats.
There was no fierce firefight, no brutal hand-to-hand combat.
In just ten minutes.
The horde of ghosts that the Russian 7th Panzer Brigade had fought for a day and a night to wipe out was completely wiped out by this mysterious Eastern army.
The ghostly soldiers didn't even glance at the stunned Russian soldiers before leading tens of thousands of souls, turning and disappearing into the bronze gate, vanishing into the Siberian night.
Only a few thousand burly Russian men were left standing there in the wind and snow, looking at each other in bewilderment. Then, someone took the lead, and these Orthodox Christian soldiers actually knelt down devoutly in the icy snow, facing east.
The same scene played out in abandoned Manhattan, New York, in North America.
A large gathering place of vengeful spirits entrenched in the Wall Street subway tunnels left the local supernatural beings helpless. But when the Gates of Hell lit up in Times Square, the soul-binding chains, ignoring physical walls, pierced through hundreds of meters of reinforced concrete, dragging the evil spirits hiding deep underground to the surface and then escorting them into the underworld.
In the land of cherry blossoms, the so-called "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" had just begun on the streets of Tokyo when, before the so-called "Onmyoji" could even set up their protective barrier, a troop of underworld soldiers descended from the sky.
Faced with the pure Yin laws of the Chinese underworld, those so-called "Great Tengu," "Shuten-dōji," and other mutated vengeful spirits did not even have the slightest courage to resist. They knelt on the ground, trembling, and were strung together like candied hawthorns by the Yin soldiers, dragged into the Gates of Hell without any dignity.
Dimensional reduction attack!
This is a complete and utterly irrational dimensional cleanup!
……
China, Kyoto, Bureau 749 Global Disaster Monitoring Center.
The entire hall was deathly silent, with only the faint hum of the supercomputer running.
Hundreds of senior researchers and staff members stood in front of the giant holographic globe, their mouths agape, completely unaware that their coffee cups had tipped over and spilled onto their clothes.
Over the past few days, this holographic globe has been densely covered with scarlet spots representing "high-risk yin areas." It's like the Earth is suffering from an incurable skin disease, devouring the living space of the living every second.
But tonight.
Starting at 1 a.m., those despairing scarlet spots were extinguishing at a speed that defied all models of disaster spread!
"Report……"
A monitor's voice trembled, almost cracking, "The alert for the Jianghuai defense line's Yin Domain is lifted; the energy source has disappeared!"
"Report! Urgent message from European branch: The massive source of the paranormal activity in the Paris catacombs was forcibly erased by an unknown black energy field one minute ago!"
"Report! The life signs of vengeful spirits within a total of 342 high-risk yin realms worldwide—including the North American defense line, the Siberian defense line, and the Southeast Asian coast—are plummeting!"
As the monitors gave their almost frantic reports, the alarming red dots on the holographic globe were erased one by one, as if by an invisible hand of God wielding an eraser.
The red faded, replaced by a pale blue light that symbolized safety.
In just four hours.
When the first rays of sunlight tore through the clouds and shone on the walls of Kyoto, no red spots exceeding the warning threshold could be found on the holographic globe.
"It's all over...it's all over..."
A wave of suppressed cheers and cries of anguish, which had been building up to a fever pitch, erupted from the hall. Humanity, after a long, dark night, had finally witnessed the true dawn.
……
[System notification: 99.9% of high-risk malicious domains worldwide have been cleared.]
The magnetic fields of both the Yin and Yang realms have returned to stability, and the bug in the underlying logic of Earth's ecosystem (the phenomenon of lingering spirits) has been completely fixed.
[Detection indicates that four billion people worldwide have witnessed the divine power of the 'Netherworld' in capturing souls, generating extreme awe. A global wave of faith has erupted! The capacity of the Faith Pool is increasing exponentially!]
A series of cool yet extremely pleasant notification sounds echoed in Gu Qing's mind.
He looked at the enormous pool of spiritual energy, and a faint smile finally appeared on his usually calm face.
The Netherworld Iron Army, formed from the souls of 100,000 heroes, did not disappoint him. Zhao Feng's blade not only severed the chaos in the mortal realm, but also deeply ingrained the fear and awe of the "afterlife" into the genes of every human being.
"The trash has been swept away, and the recycling station has started operating automatically."
Gu Qing stretched out her crystal-clear fingers and gently tapped on the glass of the porthole, her gaze deep and unfathomable.
External enemies were blocked by the Xuanjia Dao soldiers, and internal strife was suppressed by the Yin soldiers of the underworld. All external conflicts were completely wiped out at this moment.
This planet, which has been ravaged by blood and fire, has finally ushered in an extremely precious period of peace and buffer.
"So, what's next..."
Gu Qing turned around and walked towards the control panel deep inside the space station. "It's time to reward those who survived and those who died in this terrible disaster and settle their dues."