Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

On the other side, due to the special nature of the Great Lord's divine status, the two princes from Kyoto have already brought their people from the secret realm of the inner world, and they will arrive in at most an hour.

Among the Second Prince's subordinates were two of the four families that exorcise demons: the Seven Nights and the Kanda families.

Chapter 442 Happy Wind Man's Fate, Iron-Blooded Train Hero, Yomotsu Hirasaka

The golden light of Buddha shone down and intertwined with the various limbs, tentacles, and fangs that had sprung from the corrupted Honganji Temple, engulfing Zhao Hao.

From the air, in the ruined and corrupt main hall of Honganji Temple, there is a black-gold luminous egg with a diameter of four or five meters!

Honganji Kennyo burst into wild laughter upon seeing this, "Ugh hahahaha, ugh hahahahaha~ Become my nourishment! Become the cornerstone of the demon kingdom on earth! By consuming you, this bronze, my ambition will take another step forward!"

The terrifying aspect of the spiritual disaster caused by Kennyo of Honganji Temple is that all the living beings and demons who die in the disaster become nourishment for the temple, ultimately fueling the spread of the disaster. Eight hundred people have already perished, making the disaster extremely powerful.

Shuten-dōji sent that old bastard Honganji Kennyo to the outer world to divert his attention, but now it seems he might have miscalculated. He might not even be able to control this thing.

However, it's too late to regret it before Shuten-dōji arrives.

Suddenly, Honganji Kennyo's maniacal laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at the light egg, which had almost turned into a mixture of gold and black, with hesitation and surprise.

Why, why am I not receiving any psychic feedback? Instead, the fluctuations are becoming increasingly violent!

No one should be able to survive such a terrible psionic invasion!

At this moment, Zhao Hao was being attacked dozens, even hundreds, of times every second. The Buddhist light and the demonic temple's spiritual and physical attacks were intertwined and unpredictable. Moreover, the Buddhist light would erode spirituality, while the demonic temple would distort the physical body. The two were indeed very complementary. They were like a millstone, trying to crush and melt Zhao Hao.

However, Zhao Hao's spiritual energy fluctuations were intense and became increasingly rich and vigorous. Countless attacks only fueled the surge of Zhao Hao's spiritual energy!

Just as Honganji Kennyo was about to play it safe and launch another attack, he heard Zhao Hao's wild and excited voice coming from the black and gold light egg.

"Wood big wood big wood big~~~"

The next instant, Zhao Hao tore the black-gold light egg apart with his bare hands, as fragile as a fancy dyed eggshell.

Then two golden psionic handprints appeared and yanked at an unbelievable speed!

The Honganji Temple in front of them, along with the twisted and broken walls of the main hall, were all grabbed and pulled by two golden handprints, and then slammed together with Zhao Hao as the center!

Supreme Dragon-Capturing Hand - Hundred Styles of Guanyin's Powerful Hand Skull-Splitting Technique!

The psionic energy exploded the instant of the collision, and the dilapidated hall was almost entirely sent flying into the sky and torn apart, leaving only some foundations and a few remaining stone pillars on the ground.

Honganji Kennyo was also in a state of dizziness, his spirituality briefly lost in the intense collision of spiritual energy.

However, this is just an appetizer.

Zhao Hao clenched his fist and slowly swung his arm backward, a wild laugh spreading across his face: "Bald monk, give me your damn!"

The Profound Truth of Heaven: Magnetic Field Rotation of 20 Horsepower - Great Light Intent Punch!

……

I just finished discussing with the Onmyoji who set up the barrier outside, and agreed to go in with Xianshan Wuren and the others to rescue any potential survivors before I release the second one.

However, before they could enter the barrier, they saw a sudden burst of light inside, as bright as the rising sun, making it impossible to look directly at them!

The massive barrier, which was built upon the remnants of the ancient magic array of Heian-kyo and soared into the sky to a height of 100 meters and a diameter of over 5 kilometers, shattered into countless azure fragments like glass with a "crack" as the light suddenly appeared. The fragments then dissipated in the air before they even hit the ground!

Before they could even react in surprise, a deafening explosion rang out!

A golden dragon-like stream of spiritual energy, accompanied by boundless lightning, hurtled out northeastward from the center of the barrier, which had corrupted the Honganji Temple.

A gigantic plume of smoke suddenly rose into the air, blotting out the sun! It was like a sandstorm!

When the dust settled, everything else that had existed where the golden dragon of lightning had flown—whether hills, forests, or skyscrapers—had vanished, replaced by a straight ditch more than ten meters deep, twenty meters wide, and over three kilometers long!

A ditch stretching for more than three kilometers! No, it's more like an artificial riverbed!

Wherever it passed, not a blade of grass remained; everything was vaporized. A small mountain over a hundred meters high was plowed in two, and even a river over twenty meters wide was cut in half.

This punch even shattered the boundary between the inner and outer worlds, which were already cracked due to the spiritual calamity.

A spatial passage, resembling a broken hole, appeared at the end of the deep ravine.

The wilderness of that other world was clearly visible, and you could even see the walls of Heian-kyo in the distance!

Er's lips trembled for a long time before he could utter a sound.

The half-smoked cigarette that was dangling from the lips of the immortal on the mountain fell silently to the ground.

Ramen Maru was so frightened that he revealed his true form and his fur stood on end. Aotabo Mujang was so startled that he dropped the bowl in his hand.

Miho Soju held Chika tightly, not daring to open her eyes. Chika swayed as if she were drunk.

The Onmyoji did not react, because they had already vomited blood and fainted due to the backlash when the barrier was violently shattered.

The rupture of the boundary between the two worlds has directly led to the influx of psionic energy. Even the level of psionic energy here has begun to rise.

However, because Zhao Hao dealt with Honganji Kennyo and the corrupted Honganji with a single punch, the spiritual disaster had already dissipated.

Those demonic spirits were completely melted away by the Buddha's light of Honganji Kennyo and Zhao Hao's Great Brightness Intentional Fist, two waves of clearing skills!

At this moment, this area is probably even "cleaner" than during the period when psionic energy was dormant.

Amidst the ruins, Zhao Hao, whose upper body clothes had turned to ashes, revealing well-defined muscles, admired his physique for a moment.

Then he took out a set of clothes from his spatial ring and said as he put them on, "Bald monk, your Buddha light is not bright at all. No matter how golden it is, it can't cover up the darkness inside... If you want to see something bright, you have to look at mine."

I have to say, it's been a long time since I've felt this good.

Sure enough, when he's unhappy, he'll throw a couple of punches.

Zhao Hao patted the White Serpent demon sword at his waist: "Sorry, I got so excited I forgot I'm a swordsman now. Next time, next time for sure!"

What could that demonic sword, the White Serpent, possibly say?! In this situation, it could easily turn to ash. It almost transformed into a licking snake!

Zhao Hao was overjoyed after seeing the Destiny Card System.

"Hehe, although the old bald monk's strength is average and he's not much of a person, this Bronze-level fusion is still quite valuable! Counting the extras like cursed spirits, monsters, and ghost monks, this punch netted him over 3600 Destiny Points. Who can stop that?!"

Zhao Hao even became somewhat addicted, after all, with his advancement to Bronze rank, it was becoming increasingly difficult to grind monsters normally. Bronze-level enemies were hard to find.

The only way to increase Destiny Points is through exploiting players in the game, and then there's the daily login reward system. I really miss the old days when you could earn your own way!

By this time, the miasma and dark clouds in the sky had dissipated in the bright light, and as the sun set, the two hundred or so people who had been rescued by the crane were all wiping away tears.

It wasn't just the feeling of being moved; I was also blinded by the intense light, as if I'd been hit by a flashbang. Everything was white before my eyes, and I even wondered if I'd gone blind.

Soon Zhao Hao arrived at the place where the rescue barrier had been set up.

The crane was scratching its head. "My lord, what should we do with these people?"

Zhao Hao understood what the crane meant. The reason these people hadn't gone mad after experiencing this spiritual calamity was because the threat of death had been too great, which had somewhat diverted their attention.

However, as they return to normal society in the real world, the effects of heightened clairvoyance and mental disturbances will quickly follow.

Just like those disaster victims, they survived for dozens of hours under the rubble, but died not long after being rescued.

Once their mental state relaxes, at least 80% of these people will develop serious mental problems, and some may even commit suicide or experience psionic aberrations later on.

After thinking it over, Zhao Hao decided to see it through to the end.

These two hundred or so people are the survivors among the more than one thousand victims trapped in the barrier; they cannot be ignored.

The more than 800 people who died fared even worse; after their deaths, their spiritual power was completely devoured by the spiritual disaster caused by the corruption of Honganji Temple.

In fact, if the barrier hadn't been set up in time, the entire Heian-kyo would probably be ruined by now. The number of dead would be in the tens of thousands.

The weak are powerless to control their own destiny. Beneath the surface of calm, there are deadly risks lurking everywhere for ordinary people.

"The only option now is to fight fire with fire!"

Q: How can we resist the impact of psychic energy and the underworld on ordinary people's values ​​and mental well-being?

A: Let them convert to a religion.

Why were there so many different religions, both official and unofficial, in ancient times?

Why was it that when ancient psychic energy had not yet subsided, ordinary people had a greater chance of encountering the supernatural, yet fewer situations arose?

Because ancient times used religious worldviews to explain the extraordinary, this religious filter made it easier for ordinary people to come into contact with the extraordinary.

Later, the period of spiritual dormancy came, and religion was left with only the function of providing spiritual support, which was no longer necessary, so it gradually declined.

Even Christianity, which claims to be the world's largest religion, has been divided into hundreds or even thousands of sects.

The best way to help these people adapt to the extraordinary and prevent their spirituality from becoming distorted later on is to use religion to provide them with an "information filter".

About two hundred people were pulled into a dream by Zhao Hao. The place was a sacred, vast, and magnificent temple.

Flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses bloomed from the ground, auspicious beasts and celestial birds danced in the air, spiritual roots grew everywhere, and the sounds of countless people's prayers and chants drifted through the air.

The two hundred or so people were stunned; their minds had been thrown into disarray by the sudden shock.

"I am the Happy Wind Man, Sun Destiny. You have been rescued by me and are out of danger. From now on, take care of yourselves..."

Zhao Hao spoke, his voice booming like a great bell, resonating in everyone's hearts and shaking the heavens and earth.

The two hundred or so people involuntarily knelt down, their faces filled with shock. Some clasped their hands together, while others interlaced their fingers, all kneeling and praying towards the tall figure in the distant temple.

One of the young men was quite extraordinary.

Everyone else survived by sheer luck, having been rescued by the crane and the mouse Shiro.

But this young man named Hayate Naruto fought back fiercely. Using a kitchen knife and a gas canister as an ordinary person, he killed two monsters and four or five small cursed spirits. He also escaped the pursuit of other demons and was eventually rescued by chasing after a crane carrying a string of people in the sky.

He is the kind of person who is naturally very receptive to the extraordinary and has a high potential for spiritual energy.

While the others were still in a daze, simply bowing to Zhao Hao out of instinct, he had become more lucid.

He prostrated himself on the ground, shouting, "Our Lord, the Joyful Wind Man, thanks you for your salvation! We will build a temple and erect a monument for you, and worship you often!"

Zhao Hao was taken aback, because in his mind, these people would be confused by dreams and unable to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Finally, one will pray and give thanks to the vague "God" in one's heart, because having a spiritual anchor will minimize the distortion of the mind by spiritual energy.

But how did this different one suddenly appear?!

Startled by Naruto's shout, several other men with stronger mental fortitude regained their composure and joined in, shouting, "Our lord, the joyful wind man, is destined for heaven! We will surely build a temple and erect a monument for you..."

"May our God protect us from evil spirits."

"Praise be to our Lord, the Joyful Wind Man, the Sun God!"

"My Lord, the Joyful Wind Man Sun God is the best! The best! The best!"

A bead of sweat the size of a bean appeared on the back of Zhao Hao's head. "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Is it too late for me to change my name now?!