I logged into the God panel.

He stood on the throne, his hands outstretched, as if embracing the entire spirit world.

It is at this moment, right now.

The boy exhaled softly, his spirit surging, summoning the chaotic spiritual energy within a radius of over three hundred meters.

Spirituality and ramblings gathered and piled up little by little, towering like a mountain under the stunned gazes of Gagarin and the others!

The mountain rises, rises, and rises again.

then.

The boy pointed and emitted a series of shouts, like a thousand people, as if issuing a decree.

"Activate".

The portal to the spirit world suddenly appeared, and then it expanded, expanded, and expanded again!

Gagarin swallowed hard, gazing at the three-hundred-meter-high spirit portal that stood there.

This, this immense power...

"Go." Lu Daosheng uttered in a low voice, and the chaotic spiritual mountain that had been floating in the air shook, and then crashed down into the closed spiritual realm gate like a meteorite!

The doors were opened at that moment.

"A 300-meter 'spiritual meteorite'... should be enough, right?"

Lu Daosheng thought uncertainly, somewhat worried that the power might not be enough.

After all, this was the first time trying.

Leaving the spirit world, he was only a second-tier transcendent being, and the weakest one at that... But that didn't stop him from dropping 'spiritual meteorites' at specific locations in the human world from the spirit world.

As for whether it's useful or not?

I want to see, I want to see.

He was slightly out of breath, extremely exhausted, although he could easily manipulate his spirituality and was in harmony with the entire spirit world.

However, opening such a large portal to the spirit world and leaving behind such a large spiritual group still consumes far too much energy.

He sat upright and gazed quietly.

The massive, gathered spiritual mass hurtled down like a meteorite.

…………

Reality, the material world.

Deer Lake.

"It's you!!"

The apostle, jolted back by the tide of shadows, stared in shock and anger at the bundle and the staff-wielding figure standing in the shadows. This... was really troublesome!

There are vicious wolves in front and fierce tigers behind.

"Have the Shadow Church and the Eternal Night Alliance joined forces?" She coughed up blood, and the black book behind her head trembled violently.

"Or perhaps, it was your own doing!" The apostle stared at the mysterious woman on the ancient ship: "The God of Death and the Eternal Nightmare are allies!"

"Hehe." Zhao Baiqin snapped out of her daze and glanced at the staff-wielding figure who had appeared out of nowhere. The man was wearing a long robe and a crow-face mask, so his appearance was obscured.

She chuckled softly:

"The Lord of Eternal Nightmare and Shadow, and also an ally."

As they spoke, Zhao Baiqin exchanged a glance with the staff-wielding figure standing in the shadows, guessing that the other party had just arrived... quite a coincidence.

"Dreamscape." Zhao Baiqin pointed, and the rich, illusory dreamscape surged once more.

Lu Tianyang took a deep look at the woman on the ancient ship, his gaze falling on the Death Apostle... He realized that coming here was definitely the right decision.

Gao Chong has actually colluded with the followers of Death, and it even seems that he has been given important responsibilities by a bishop-level apostle!

Thank goodness we arrived.

It's just unclear why that mysterious woman also targeted this apostle of death.

"Shadows," he commanded the surrounding darkness.

Dreams and shadows intertwined, converging into a massive wave that dragged the entire island in the lake downwards.

The lake water surged and spread, sweeping Gao Chong Lake to its bottom, emitting a desperate cry for help.

The villas on the other four islands in the lake in the distance all turned off their lights and blew out their candles.

As for that apostle of death...

"Misfortune, pain, suffering, rebirth, aging, the cutting machine, destiny!"

She was caught in the confluence of two perfectly harmonious tides, rapidly muttering word after word.

The man with the cane glared angrily:

"force!"

The shadows gathered, lifting him up and transforming him into a shadow giant tens of meters tall, which then stomped down hard!

The women on the ancient ship were no less impressive:

"Disorder".

The dream had enveloped this area; everything in the dream was fragmented and illogical.

The words uttered by the Death Apostle, who was struggling desperately, also began to become incoherent!

She was shocked and furious, looking at the two who were so perfectly in sync... This was no coincidence, it was premeditated, premeditated!

These two have clearly worked together many times to be so in sync, completely blocking any room for maneuver for me!

A deep sense of fear welled up in the apostle's heart. When exactly did the Eternal Night Alliance get involved with the Church of Shadows?

How long did they plan this out?

She coughed up blood and screamed:

"Twilight! Gravesites! Guillotine!"

"Sleep! Night rain, the grand finale... the curtain falls!"

The Death Apostle uttered words rapidly, and the black book flipped through its pages frantically until the last page!

"The end, decay, the finality..."

"Death Order!!" The last word fell.

The surging lake water crashed down, returning to stillness; the lake, the submerged villa, Gao Chong struggling in the water...

They are all 'dead'.

Even moonlight, dreams, and shadows!

They are all dying!

The lake water died and turned into mist and fire; the moonlight died and turned into blazing sunlight; dreams and shadows died and became reality and brilliance.

On the distant No. 1 island in the middle of the lake, the high priest of the Crescent Moon Church, responsible for guarding Donghai City, wore an extremely solemn expression.

She gazed into the distance and saw thick fog rolling in, flames blazing, and sunlight illuminating the area, its dazzling light shooting into the sky, making the entire vast Deer Lake as bright as day!

"The fourth tier... the immense power of a bishop..."

The high priest swallowed hard and looked at the young man beside him, who was staring blankly at everything:

"Qingyang, the repercussions of a battle between bishops are far-reaching. You should leave first!"

The butler also stepped forward:

"Young Master, stop looking. If those beings fail to control their power and their extraordinary nature becomes apparent, you will go mad if you stare directly at them now."

Tang Qingyang snapped back to reality, gasped for breath, and her eyes reddened slightly under the dazzling light. Was she going crazy...?

He recalled what "God's Little Rice" had said on the forum: Gods cannot be looked at directly, and things related to gods, like the chaotic spirituality of the spirit world, are a deadly threat to lower-level life forms!

Countless scholars, once powerful figures on the path of exploration, have perished on the road to discovering the mysterious and the extraordinary.

Tang Qingyang took one last look at the distant battlefield before turning his gaze away.

Right now, at this very moment.

Lake Island No. 5

The shadow giant shattered, the night on the ancient ship dissipated, the staff-wielder coughed violently, and the woman on board hunched over.

"A glimmer of hope!!" The apostle struggled to his feet. He couldn't leap away through the boundary between life and death; whether it was a 'dream' or a 'shadow,' the boundary between life and death could be used...

That is, the spirit world!

The spirit realm is a place that does not belong to any one deity; it is a place of absolute fairness.

The Apostle of Death roared and, taking advantage of the moment when the two bishops were distracted by death, tore open the portal to the spirit world!

What is done today must be repaid!

Lu Tianyang looked grim and tried to stop her, but it was too late.

Zhao Baiqin was also entangled and had to defuse and counteract the impending death command. At this moment, she could only watch in vain as the apostle of death opened the gate to the spirit world.

Trouble.

If this person escapes, it will be a problem in some way... Followers of death are all madmen, obsessed with and worshipping death.

Who knows if he might suddenly have a mental breakdown and go off to finish what Gao Chong didn't?

now.

The apostle of death glanced back at the woman on the boat and the man with the staff, then strode toward the gates of the spirit world.

"Um?"

The woman was stunned as she watched the portal expand uncontrollably, expand, expand again, and then rise into the air!

The spirit realm portal, which should have stood upright, was now lying horizontally in the sky.

"Another dream?" she exclaimed in shock and anger, believing that the ancient ship-shaped seal was the culprit. Some remnants of the dream realm were still affecting the logic and common sense of this place.

"But...it's no use."

The woman sneered, took off, and flew towards the extended gate to the spirit world, pushing it aside with her hand!

The gate is wide open, and the spirit world is right before your eyes. Once inside, you can go anywhere in the world, and you can settle your scores for today in the future!

She suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The woman stared blankly at the things behind the portal to the spirit world.

"Your mother."

That's what she said.

A massive, multicolored, spiritual meteorite, accompanied by low, murmuring whispers, tumbled from the other side of the door and slammed into her!

No.

They ran over her.

It was as if the low murmurs of ten million people were frantically drilling into the woman's mind, into her spiritual world, tearing her soul apart, and severely polluting her spirit. She was wailing, going mad, and undergoing a mutation!

A chaotic spiritual force, three hundred meters in diameter, enveloped the apostle of death and plummeted from the sky.

"Holy crap!" Lu Tianyang's scalp tingled, and Zhao Baiqin, standing on the ancient ship, also felt her hair stand on end. The two of them turned and fled in unison!

The meteorite crashed onto the sinking island in the middle of the lake.

There was no deafening roar, no raging waves, and the deathly command that had permeated the surroundings was dispelled.

The fog and fire turned back into lake water, the blazing sunlight transformed into moonlight, and the extreme brilliance came back to life, becoming shadow.

then.

Shadows, dreams, and everything else were corrupted, transformed into a maddening hue.

The lake water, along with the entire lake surface, mysteriously sank under the immense pressure of the three hundred meters of chaotic spiritual energy!

It wasn't caused by being smashed.

The lake remained calm, only curving downwards, like a small stone placed on a giant white sheet of paper.

However, unlike other places, the lake, artificial islands, and dilapidated villas, despite their tilting and downward curving, did not flow in that direction and did not create even the slightest ripple!

It's as if it's still flat.

The sinking of the lake by 300 meters caused the entire Deer Lake to tilt and bend... The lake surface remained calm, without flowing or ripples.

This is a spectacle.

It's not that the lake is sinking, but that matter and space are being compressed and distorted. Yet they are still themselves, without tearing or breaking, distorted but still intact.

The murmurs... erupted and spread at this moment.

Zhao Baiqin stood on the ancient ship, Lu Tianyang stepped in the shadows, and the high priest of the Crescent Moon Church grabbed Tang Qingyang...

As they fled, they subconsciously glanced back.

They also saw the spirit world gate, hundreds of meters in diameter, stretching across the sky.

I saw the colors swirling wildly above the gate, the rushing river of spirituality, the veil of madness...

And behind the curtain, there was a blurry throne, and a blurry figure on the throne.

A distorted river of spiritual energy, its colors magnificent, flowed from the throne beneath the figure, forming a ring.

And He.

He sat on a tall, colorful throne, silently looking down from the vortex of the spirit world at the earth, where life was like locusts.