The global disaster continued.
The battle in Evernight City drew most of the attention, but fierce clashes were unfolding across the world as well.
The towering walls of the Spirit Tamer Great Wall stretched for hundreds of kilometers, like a mighty dragon coiled across the eastern lands.
Countless Contract Spirit Masters stood ready atop the walls, their eyes fixed on the surging black tide beyond.
Monsters. Endless monsters.
They poured out of the Abyssal Rift, shrieking and roaring as they surged toward the walls like a flood.
Their sheer numbers almost blotted out the entire sky. Even sunlight could not penetrate that black shroud.
Haotian stood atop a gate tower, golden light swirling around him and bathing the surrounding air in the brilliance of molten gold.
He watched the approaching tide of monsters calmly, his face expressionless.
"Senior Haotian, there are too many monsters! At least a hundred thousand!" an SSR Contract Spirit Master reported, rushing over.
Haotian did not turn. He merely said, "Understood."
He raised his right hand and spread his fingers. "Great Wilderness Starfall!"
A pillar of golden light erupted from his palm and shot into the heavens.
The pillar burst apart in midair, becoming countless golden streaks that rained down on the monsters like meteors.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
The rain of light struck the monsters with deafening explosions.
Each streak blasted dozens of monsters to pieces.
Golden light bloomed amid the black tide, like countless lamps ignited in the night.
The monsters' advance was halted instantly, their front ranks falling in swathes beneath the barrage.
Black mist rose, staining the entire sky a murky gray.
Yet the monsters behind continued to surge forward, trampling their companions' corpses as they advanced toward the walls.
Haotian frowned slightly and raised his right hand again.
This time,