The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

As Lin Yuan finished speaking, a gray-black halo spread out from him to a radius of ten kilometers in an instant.

Within the radius of this halo, those who were originally immortal and indestructible...

Paper dolls immune to physical attacks.

Suddenly, as if exposed to concentrated sulfuric acid, black smoke began to rise from his body.

Their physical forms, governed by rules, are subject to a higher-level "law of death."

It seems to have been perfectly suppressed!

"Aaaaaah—!"

Heart-wrenching screams rose and fell.

Those originally arrogant red-clad ghosts have now become prey.

One after another, the skeleton warriors tirelessly charged forward.

Although their individual strength is inferior to their opponents, their sheer numbers make up for it!

Even if ten of them attacked one, they could still tear you to pieces with a bite.

What's more, there are also high-ranking ghosts wielding death scythes reaping the harvest.

The situation reversed instantly.

The ever-expanding gray fog seemed to be forcefully contained by some unseen giant hand.

Not only did it stop advancing, it was even forced to contract.

Inside the ground command post.

Sun Yuchuan stared at the one-sided massacre on the big screen, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

"Is this... is this the power of a saint?"

He muttered to himself.

This isn't a battle; this is a dimensional attack.

That calamity-level secret realm that plagued their entire legion and rendered countless conventional weapons ineffective.

In front of Lin Yuan.

It's like a child who hasn't grown up yet encountering a grumpy adult.

They were directly rubbed against the ground.

"That's too brutal..."

A staff officer beside him swallowed hard. "Why do I feel that Saint Lin Yuan's style is even more terrifying than the ghosts in that secret realm?"

indeed.

The battlefield at this moment was nothing short of hell on earth.

Limbs and torsos were everywhere, and the sounds of wailing and howling filled the air.

But this is the source of the Shenxia Empire's confidence.

Violence begets violence, and death is ended by even more horrific deaths.

……

Just half an hour later, the big red sedan chair had been dismantled into pieces.

It was immediately reduced to dust by a giant bone dragon's breath.

The bright red sedan chair shattered.

The gray fog that had enveloped the outskirts of Beichuan began to dissipate rapidly.

Sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds and fell on the earth again, although the ground was still a deathly gray-white.

But that suffocating sense of oppression finally disappeared.

midair.

Lin Yuan waved his hand somewhat boredly.

The vast army of undead that covered the mountains and plains instantly turned into black smoke.

He burrowed back into the spatial rift behind him.

"Still too weak."

Lin Yuan shook his head, seemingly somewhat disappointed: "You couldn't even force me to use one-tenth of my strength."

He glanced down at the soldiers who were cheering and celebrating.

They have no intention of landing to receive worship.

For him, this was just a trivial business trip.

It's just about dealing with the trash and cleaning up the site.

The next moment, Lin Yuan's eyes pierced through the thin clouds.

It locked onto the enormous light gate on the ground, which was a hundred meters in diameter.

That is the main entrance to the secret realm.

It is also a passage connecting reality and the secret realm.

Based on past experience, once the influence of the outer secret realm is defeated, the power of the secret realm's rules will temporarily recede.

At this point, all we need to do is send an elite squad to break in.

Find the dungeon boss and defeat it!

This incident has now come to a perfect end.

"I thought he would be a tough opponent, but it turns out he's all bark and no bite."

Lin Yuan snorted softly, too lazy to even get up.

He moved his fingers slightly, and several enormous bone dragons changed direction.

It hovered above the enormous gate of light, ready to unleash its dragon breath at any moment.

"Sun Yuchuan".

Lin Yuan's voice rang directly in Zhao Tiejun's mind through his mental power.

"Get your troops up there and establish a blockade around that entrance."

"I will leave some undead guards here, and once the defenses are established, I will go in and clear them out."

After saying that, Lin Yuan stopped talking.

This level of combat wasn't even a warm-up for him.

Not only did it fail to allow him to comprehend a higher level of the laws of death.

On the contrary, I felt it was a waste of time.

however.

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, and even the generals in front of the big screen in the strategic department breathed a sigh of relief.

An unexpected event occurred.

There were no signs whatsoever.

Even the wind speed in the air did not change.

"Buzz—"

A very deep humming sound suddenly came from the depths of the earth.

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a strange frequency that made everyone present's heart skip a beat.

Lin Yuan, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped.

He turned around abruptly, staring intently at the portal of light below.

The spatial vortex, which was originally a pale blue color, now looked as if a drop of thick ink had been added to it.

It instantly turned as dark as night.

Something's not right...

Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented sense of crisis instantly spread throughout his body!

As a ninth-order saint, his perception of danger had long reached a level close to prophecy.

At that moment, his instincts screamed wildly: Run! Run!

Before he could react...

The pitch-black gate suddenly trembled violently.

"boom--!!!"

A black mist, a hundred times larger and a thousand times more terrifying than before, surged wildly out of the light gate!

If the previous haze was just a trickle...

So the black fog now is a tsunami that devours everything.

"retreat!!!"

Lin Yuan's expression changed drastically. He disregarded his image and roared at the top of his lungs, "Everyone! Retreat immediately!!"

But it was too late.

The black fog spread at an alarming speed.

It was just a blink of an eye.

The newly established second line of defense was swallowed up.

The soldiers who hadn't yet stopped cheering.

The smile on his face froze instantly.

They didn't even have time to scream before their bodies, upon contact with the black mist, vanished silently, like sand sculptures encountering a raging storm.

This time, there were no bodies.

没有抵抗.

Only pure erasure.

"Damn it!!"

Lin Yuan roared, and his entire body erupted with deathly aura.

He attempted to summon the undead army once more to stop the flood.

However, when those tens of thousands of newly formed skeleton warriors rushed into the black mist...

It's like throwing a grain of salt into the ocean.

Not even a ripple was stirred up.

It's gone.

Followed by.

A chilling sound once again resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

That was the sound of a suona.

But this time, it was no longer the intermittent, faint mournful music of before.

It became high-pitched, sharp, and extremely piercing!

It felt as if millions of wronged souls were whispering in your ear, playing a funeral dirge with all their might.

This sound is no longer limited to hearing.

It pierced directly through the eardrum, exploding deep within everyone's soul.

Even Sun Yuchuan, who was several kilometers away, was kneeling on the ground, covering his ears.

Blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and he writhed in agony.