Quelling the Turmoil / A Great Haul

Zhan Kong gritted his teeth, about to step forward to negotiate.

Suddenly, Lu Jun stood up, his body radiating a soaring Nether Radiance of darkness. At the top of the Abyss of Calamity, a hole gradually opened up, revealing the scenery outside.

He stepped into the sky, as if ascending to immortality. With a casual wave of his sleeve, spatial fluctuations spread, sweeping away the astonished Zhan Kong, Zhang Xiaohou, and the others who were waiting on the altar, and sending them out of the Abyss of Calamity.

Rumble!

Meanwhile, a hundred kilometers away from the Ancient Capital, a fierce battle raged, shaking the earth's crust.

The seven Undead Monarch, the Super Rank mage group, the Totem Mysterious Snake, Demon Mo Fan are all embroiled in a chaotic battle...

After a dizzying spin, Zhan Kong found himself in the outside world, where the sky was already beginning to brighten, and he was on the edge of a battlefield.

"Mo Fan... Demon Relic!"

Zhan Kong looked at the supreme fiery figure roaring wildly in the sky, his face turning sorrowful.

His students escaped Lu Nian's persecution, but they still couldn't avoid turning into Demonization. Whether they would survive the end of this battle was unknown.

He felt so powerless, utterly useless, unable to save Zhang Xiaohou, unable to save Mo Fan, and even less able to save the Ancient Capital.

After this incident, he made up his mind to resume his cultivation and break through the forbidden spells; otherwise, how could he protect the people and find her again?

"Xiao Hou! Why are you out here?"

Suddenly, amidst the chaotic battlefield, He Yu, fighting fiercely in an ancient tomb, sensed a spatial fluctuation and spotted Zhang Xiaohou's figure. Overjoyed, she rushed over.

"He Yu..."

Zhang Xiaohou was surprised to run into his wife by chance. They quickly embraced, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little guilty.

Although they survived the journey, the First Emperor's resurgence seemed unstoppable.

Rumble!

In the center of the battlefield, the Totem Mysterious Snake was battered and bruised, its scales torn and blood oozing out. It swung its tail violently.

A massive, mountain-like, bluish-black snake tail descended from the sky, lashing down like a whip, or like a blue pillar collapsing, tearing open the heavens.

The Corpse of the Mountain Peak took a solid hit and staggered back several steps.

On the other side, more than a dozen Super Rank beings joined forces, unleashing a dense barrage of magic upon the six fallen Undead Monarch. The Demon Mo Fan, with lightning speed, repeatedly dealt heavy blows to the monarch-like creatures, gaining the upper hand.

Just as everyone was about to join forces and obliterate all seven Undead Monarch...

In the sky, Lu Jun's figure appeared, high above, looking down on the mortal world. With a thought, dark silver spatial fluctuations covered down like Tide.

Buzzing! In the blink of an eye, the Totem Mysterious Snake was imprisoned in place, the magnificent and colorful torrent composed of more than a dozen Super Rank magicians was annihilated on the spot, and the fiery clouds that had overflowed half the sky from the Demon Mo Fan were quickly suppressed back around his body.

Chapter 248 Suppressing the Turmoil

Standing high in the sky, Lu Jun instantly subdued more than a dozen Super Rank powerhouses and eight or nine monarch-level beings.

Among them are the three Supreme Monarch: the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, the Totem Mysterious Snake, and the Demon Mo Fan, Emperor power is fully displayed.

Roar! In the sky, the fire demon struggled and roared, its Heavenly Tribulation Fire being squeezed into a narrow space by a layer of Silver Light Membrane.

From a distance, it resembles a small flame, devoid of any sinister or domineering aura.

He glanced at Mo Fan's ferocious appearance covered in sacrificial markings and sighed inwardly. The other party had still embarked on the path of demons, and his ultimate form was that of the [Evil Saint King], one of the Four Dark Kings.

Now that's settled, you become your Evil Saint King, and I'll prove my throne as the King of the King of Hell. We both have a bright... cough cough cough, a dark future!

Lu Jun felt the vast Nether Radiance emanating from every gesture, and his emotions were far from calm. After so many years of planning, he had finally succeeded.

From then on, there was no more fear or insecurity. The angels in the Holy City, even with their Sixteen Wings, were only considered low-ranking Emperor.

If you really anger him, you can simply don the Ancient King Armor Robe, transform into 'Qin Shi Huang', and go to the Holy City to destroy everything, aiming for mutual destruction.

Anyway, he won't be as weak as Zhan Kong. What does the life or death of the Holy City have to do with me?

Speaking of the two paths Lu Jun planned, the Mind Element would take the diplomatic route, sheltering under the Kunlun Empire or the Maritime Empire, while the Curse Element take the inhuman route, making him the sole ruler.

The latter has now achieved half of its goal.

The two are not contradictory. His Undead Empire is in Qin territory, backed by the Kunlun Empire. If they can unite, they will control half of the country.

Now, not only can they roam freely abroad, but they can also dominate the entire Nine Provinces. They have truly transformed from pawns into players. What's even more wonderful is that when the maritime empire invades in the future, the importance of the Undead Empire will become increasingly prominent, given its strategic location in the rear.

Lu Jun, brimming with confidence, looked down at the numerous powerful figures below.

Rumble! The majestic Corpse of the Mountain Peak seemed to sense something and, filled with fear, slowly knelt down, its proud head still hanging down.

Like a mountain collapsing, it roared and shook, and the ground shrank considerably.

"What kind of creature is this? Even the Corpse of the Mountain Peak knelt down in worship. Is it beyond the level of a monarch?"

Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Lu Huan, and other Super Rank were already shocked to see their magic extinguished so easily, but this scene only amplified their panic.

Lu Jun nodded, his figure descending to stand atop the head of the Corpse of the Mountain Peak.

Meanwhile, the Totem Mysterious Snake on the left seemed to sense the presence of a living person on him. It roared, relaxed its body, coiled up, and peered out. The Demon Mo Fan on the right regained his composure, released the silver spatial restraints, and looked up with a solemn expression.

The three elements together create an eerie yet epic scene under the sky.

The Armor Robe Emperor sat high above, while supreme beings such as the Flame Demon, the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, and the Totem Serpent seemed to be bowing in worship.

Even in the Ancient Capital city hundreds of miles away, all the ordinary people and monks who witnessed it were deeply shaken.

The contrast was too stark. These creatures were thousands of meters tall, their malevolent flames overflowing and illuminating half the sky. No matter how far away they were, they were clearly visible, yet they were trampled underfoot by that tiny human figure in the sky.

Many fearful people mistook it for a god, knelt down in devout worship, and tried to beg for mercy. Some even took out cameras to capture the scene.

At the edge of the earth, the other six massive, severely wounded, Undead Monarch, dragging their skeletal bodies, also knelt in awe on the ground.

Lu Jun swept away the seven Undead Monarch, each suffering severe injuries. The most severely Skeleton Nether Lord was almost shattered to pieces.

Fortunately, the dead are immortal and difficult to kill. Even if they are completely shattered, they can find the fragments, reassemble themselves, and be reborn.

The reason he stopped the Super Rank mages from killing the Undead Monarch was that the situation had changed; having become the Lord of the Undead, the eight monarchs had become rare treasures.

At this moment, Han Ji finally saw the person clearly. He was dressed in a black Armor Robe, exuding an aura of both evil and solemn coldness.

"Ancient... Ancient... Ancient King!!"

Han Ji shuddered violently, his gaze becoming utterly vacant!

Legend has it that when the Ancient King ascended to heaven, he was wearing a jet-black, sinister-looking Armor Robe. The black and gold armor of the person before us perfectly matches the historical scrolls passed down through the ages.

But something just didn't feel right about that vibrant, energetic vibe.

"Could the rumors be true? Did the Ancient King, in his later years, pursue the art of immortality and bury his body in a tomb, hoping to one day be resurrected?"

The Super Rank mage was incredulous, utterly dejected, and felt that there was no hope left for the Ancient Capital.

This city, with its millennia-old heritage, will become a paradise for the dead, and the living will become inanimate objects, reveling every night.

At this moment, Lu Jun vaguely sensed a dangerous aura coming from a thousand miles away.

His gaze was deep, as if across countless spaces, he glimpsed a figure wielding a forbidden Light Element atop a hill.

"Are they forbidden spells in China?"

Lu Jun muttered to himself, having no intention of clashing with them. He could already sense that after only a short time activating the Ancient King Armor Robe, his physical body and spirit were already showing signs of being unable to withstand it, continuously being corroded by the Deathly Aura.

Why would he risk a direct confrontation if there's no benefit to him? Every time he casts Forbidden Curse Magic, he'll shorten his lifespan by a few years.

So, he coldly raised his hand, mentally summoning the Undead Empire to lie dormant.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The Corpse of the Mountain Peak reverently submitted, clumsily turned around, and slowly walked towards the depths of the forbidden zone, to the edge of the earth, each step causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

The vast sea of the dead, stretching across the mountains and plains, retreated like the receding tide, a dark mass fleeing from all directions of the Ancient Capital, some following the 'Ancient King,' others seeping into the underground tombs within minutes.

The seven Undead Monarch also struggled to their feet, spread their wings, and led their legions to retreat.

The army of Evil Ghost that blotted out the sky like dark clouds, the army of skeletons with their white bones, and the army of rotting corpses shrouded in dark green poisonous mist all vanished.

The Abyss of Calamity on the horizon quietly shrank and disappeared without a trace.

The Armor Robe Emperor left everyone with only a breathtaking silhouette.

Just as dawn broke and the sun rose in the east, its corona enveloped His entire body, exuding sacred majesty.

In an instant, the desolate city was completely empty, without even a trace of corpses, bones, or blood. The dead had taken everything with them as they departed, leaving the grayish-white soil desolate.

The howling wind swept across the vast wilderness, dispelling the smoke of war and carrying a hint of sorrow, sounding like the soft murmur of a harp.

Everyone was bewildered and helpless. The Undead Calamity suddenly receded. Everyone thought that with the appearance of the Emperor, millions of corpses would lie in wait, and the fall of the city and the death of people would be inevitable. But it came to an abrupt end.

As the sun shone down, people realized that dawn was just around the corner after the night, and they cheered.

"We survived... There are no more ghosts, they're all gone, not a single one left!!"

Seeing this, the Light Element forbidden spell caster and his high-ranking legion, who were hundreds of miles away on the hills, all breathed a sigh of relief.

The forbidden spell was dripping with cold sweat. Although he didn't know why the Emperor had left, he knew he no longer needed to fight to the death. He was certain he wouldn't last a single round against the Undead Emperor.

God knows how suffocating it feels to be glanced at by someone like that.

Chapter 249 Great Harvest

After a brief celebration, the survivors of the Ancient Capital fell into deep sorrow.

Too many mages died in this battle, and they all searched for their relatives and friends to confirm their fate.

In the desolate wilderness, a female mage engulfed in flames wandered aimlessly, trying to find her younger brother, Lu Jun, but to no avail.

Lu Mei even encountered Zhan Kong, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo, and hurriedly inquired about the situation inside the Abyss of Calamity, and how they managed to come out alive.

The group couldn't give specifics, only stating that the Ancient King had been resurrected.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mei had a bad feeling, but she couldn't enter the Abyss of Calamity to find out.

Just then, Han Ji and other Super Rank mages led the remaining army of mages back, so they had no choice but to return to the city together first.

After the Demon Mo Fan finished his transformation, he collapsed, powerless. Fortunately, Han Ji's Healing System Super Rank mastery was second to none in the world.

After examining him, he found that Mo Fan was not seriously injured, except that his cultivation level in all elements had dropped by one level. Fortunately, his high-level Star River foundation in the Fire Element and Lightning Element was profound, so he did not fall below the Intermediate Level. He only needed to consolidate it.

Zhan Kong was finally relieved. The large group returned to the city and was welcomed by the remaining mages and civilians.

They received the treatment of heroes.

On the other side, Lu Jun hastily issued a decree to the millions of undead Eight Directions Undead Monarchs, ordering them to lie low and recuperate, and not to invade human territory. He then hid in the Blood Throne within the Abyss of Calamity to digest his gains.

He sat cross-legged on the altar, his black armor gradually receding, and his white God Ascension form returning to its original state.

Lu Jun felt the boundless power receding, and his fragile, insignificant body brought a strong sense of weakness that made him uncomfortable.

At the same time, the White Tiger Pendant around her neck shone brightly. In her Spiritual World, amidst the black and red Curse Element galaxy, a mark resembling armor floated and sank, its entire body entangled and suppressed by platinum chains.

With a rumble, the faint primal Nether Radiance emanating from the black-gold armor caused the Cursed Galaxy to break through its bottleneck, expand by a circle, and its surging magical energy grew stronger, actually advancing to [High-level Two]!

Furthermore, the immense death energy continues to strengthen the Curse Element galaxy.

Even if he doesn't cultivate and just lets himself digest and grow, he'll probably break through to the Super Rank spontaneously in a few years, eventually advancing to the forbidden spell level. The same goes for the Curse Substance Blood Abyss; it will also advance towards the Super Rank.

Unfortunately, Lu Jun currently lacks Undead Element, so he can only temporarily seal the [Ancient King Armor Robe] within the Curse Element, and collecting some rent is to be expected.

After all, the Undead Element originated from curses, and the ghostly aura of high-level Ghost Punishment happens to be of the ghost category.

Soon, Lu Jun recovered from his discomfort and checked his body to see if there were any other aftereffects. He was delighted to see that the Curse Element was in the lead.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Inside the cursed well, the White-clothed female ghost, which had been resembling a small hill three zhang high, transformed and grew to about five zhang, or more than fifteen meters.

The Mother Ghost Fiend's eyes were grayish-white like snake pupils, and her whole body was surrounded by grayish-white petrified Killing Aura. Her [Earth] talent was fully awakened, and her domain power was complete.

Based on the name, High-level Curse ghost should be called [Earth Ghost Fiend].

Lu Jun never expected that donning the Ancient King Armor Robe would bring such benefits. He was on the verge of breaking through in the Curse Element, but now he was spared several months of hard work.

In addition, he quickly checked the other Magic System: the pure silver Space Element, the white Metal Element, the transparent Mind Element, and the moon white Summoning System were all stable and independent, and had not been affected in the slightest.

The Night Thunder Dream Beast, Dimensional Summon, was somewhat nourished, its dark attribute further improved, and it moved towards becoming a Grand Commander.

When Lu Jun glanced at the Water Element Way, he was dumbfounded. The originally azure Milky Way had transformed into a dark blue River Styx, filled with a strong Deathly Aura.