Bi Mo Zhi Jian

Chapter 319 The Dawn Glow Once Again Shone Upon The Human Land (Part 1 of 2)

Lanxing, located over a hundred kilometers outside the base city in a no-man's-land.

Fang You stepped into the void, like an immortal detached from the mortal world.

Faint breezes swirled around him.

Starlight cascaded down, illuminating his silhouette.

At this moment, he was like a god!

Not just a mythical being with incredible power, but... an omnipotent god!

Within a radius of several hundred kilometers, everything presented itself in his mind with exquisite detail. He had an intuition that if he merely raised his palm, a mountain peak would rise, and with a grab of the void, he could draw river water from hundreds of kilometers away.

This might not be an illusion.

It was the world!

He wielded the power of the world! Commonly known as "World Power"!

"This is likely due to... my amplification of the secret realm's power."

Secret Realm Power amplified a hundredfold equals World Power.

"In that instant, I could oversee and manipulate almost the entire Water Marsh Continent, using such a pure, albeit unsophisticated, yet extremely high-tier method, to sweep up the insubstantial 'Storm Manifestation Domain' and countless abominations within hundreds of kilometers..."

"Well, not only the remaining thousands of Disaster-class abominations in front of the defense line, but also the vast majority within a radius of several hundred kilometers, all swept up in one go, along with... thirteen cult strongholds hidden in the deep mountains surrounding the Water Marsh Base City."

Those were clearly the second, third, and fourth backup locations for the descent of mythical existences.

Even if the previous ritual site was discovered, they could still calmly initiate the second or third.

Fang You erased them all.

Like erasing pencil marks with an eraser.

He remained still in the sky, while the lingering resonance of "World Power" still remained, Fang You savored it.

"The reason I could wield World Power for a moment, besides the amplification of the power of belief, is twofold. Firstly, the 'Torch Secret Realm' relies on Lanxing and shares the same origin as Lanxing's World Power."

"Secondly, I am already the proxy of Lanxing World, making it easier for me to manipulate this power."

"Things like raising mountains and drawing rivers, changing the environment of a hundred miles in an instant, are indeed possible, but they would consume more World Power, which is clearly unsustainable, damn it!"

Thinking of World Power and the Torch Secret Realm, Mentor Fang felt a pang of pain in his heart.

So, let's think about happier things.

Just moments ago, while obliterating three mythical beings, two seven-star abominations, and countless abominations and cultists, he had also shattered a certain ritual.

—The Red Moon Ritual!

That ubiquitous, yet seemingly non-existent, eerie red moon was finally revealed under the "One Second World Control Experience Card."

With one blow, the moon was shattered!

Lanxing's moon still existed. As the red moon shattered, the scarlet light covering Lanxing retreated, and a bright crescent moon shyly peeked out from the clouds.

The moon was real.

"What a pity, that brilliant starry sky doesn't belong to Lanxing. Perhaps it's a texture, or perhaps it represents individual worlds?"

"Lanxing is still an ordinary world."

"Then let's make it extraordinary."

...

...

The storm suddenly subsided, and those tens of meters tall giant figures vanished in an instant.

The guards on the ramparts were stunned.

"Wh-what happened?"

It felt like... time had stopped, space had frozen, and only thought was still moving?

Dean Rose, Dean War Song, the Master of the Tower of Wealth, and other strong individuals, being of relatively higher status, with greater strength and broader vision, could understand a little.

Dean War Song tapped his left hand with his right, using the "dong, dong, dong" sound to calm himself.

He began to recall.

"Just now, I think I saw a golden silhouette appear in the storm, very conspicuous!"

"I saw it too, a figure in white robes, enveloped in golden radiance. It was that Torch Mentor."

Dean Rose's expression was complex.

Not long ago, she still believed that the 'Mentor' had achieved his leadership status through other abilities.

This was not surprising. Recalling the past, the leader of their Sword Blossom City's previous civilization was not the strongest of their time, but the king of the previous generation. Of course, after entering the Oasis Era and undergoing several reforms, the three of them, the deans, were now basically the three strongest in Sword Blossom City.

Other oases were similar.

The leader was usually the strongest. Whether they actually managed affairs was another matter.

"We were all wrong. Mentor Torch, he is Lanxing's strongest, the undisputed number one!"

The Black Blade Commander, who rivaled mythical beings with his mortal body by borrowing the power of the legion;

Miss An, who commanded abominations, fused with abominations, and personally slew a descending mythical being, appearing like a demon god;

were all inferior to the Mentor's might!

Because,

that radiant figure enveloped in golden light, like a mobile lighthouse, was...

"He single-handedly suppressed three descending mythical beings!"

"Is this Lanxing Mentor, perhaps, a true mythical being?"

"Lanxing... wasn't it a newborn world, a world that only recently had mystery descend?!"

Dean Rose fell silent.

Dean War Song pondered, "Did Lanxing receive some ancient inheritance? Legends say that in the depths of the Abyssal Realm, there are many leftover treasures, which sometimes drift into newly formed worlds that border it."

Dean Rose gave him a speechless glance.

"Do you think a mere inheritance can explain this?"

"Ah, no."

Dean Rose marveled, "Lanxing, how terrifying."

...

"Disappeared!"

"The storm that enveloped the entire world has disappeared, and that rule-type abomination 'Storm'... is dead?"

"Lanxing killed a rule-type abomination?!"

Madame Snake had always been very languid. Even when a rule-type abomination appeared, she only frowned slightly.

What pained her was merely this clone and the descendant serving as its 'vessel.' Lanxing's fate was of no concern to her. She didn't know how the evil god faction managed to send a rule-type abomination, but she was certain that if the evil god faction wanted to, they could do it.

However, this rule-type abomination, which had only appeared recently, was killed?

"Rule-type abominations can still be killed?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Madame Snake knew more secrets than Dean Rose and the others, and thus, her worldview shattered even faster.

That golden figure, standing above the sky, as if supporting the entire world with one hand, was deeply imprinted in Madame Snake's mind, etched into the depths of her soul.

She would never forget it.

Madame closed her legs, her eyes fixed on the sky, appearing somewhat lost in thought.

...

The storm had subsided, and the calm before her lasted for a full tens of seconds.

The guards on the city wall gradually came back to their senses.

"We... won?"

"We won!"

Someone slumped to the ground, their weapon clattering down.

Their faces showed the joy of surviving a disaster, excitement, and happiness. After the intense battle, as soon as it stopped, the intense soreness surged. In fact, due to excessive exertion of their life energy, their bodies felt somewhat cramped.

But none of this prevented the warriors from smiling and letting out strange, almost eerie, laughter: "Hahahahaha—"

"We have once again overcome disaster!"

Although the warriors didn't quite understand the process, the tide had receded, and the red moon had dispersed.

The terrifying pressure that had enveloped them had vanished.

Director Huang announced victory.

The red moon disappeared, and the light of the Dawn Lighthouse once again enveloped the base city. It was night, but the sky above the base city displayed a brilliant starry sky with the moon hanging high.

Not only in the area around the former Dawn District, but even further away, the gray fog had been dispersed. The entire sky was exceptionally clear and beautiful. The roars of abominations were no longer heard. If not for the ground outside the base city still being in ruins, with large and small craters, or fissures like canyons, it would be hard to believe that a war for Lanxing's survival had just taken place here.

At this moment,

it was completely over.

Only a few strong individuals like Xing Jinglei and Yiluo Xi stood on the vast land, somewhat bewildered.

Xing Jinglei's hands were still extended outward in a tearing motion.

He had been preparing to tear apart a Disaster-class abomination, but... his prey? Where was that huge abomination in front of him? It was gone.

His kill had been stolen.

Oh, it was the Mentor who stole the kill? That's fine then.

"The Mentor's realm is indeed different. Even when dealing with powerful enemies, he doesn't forget to lend us a hand. As expected of the person my Little Xing admires the most!"

Yiluo Xi cast a contemptuous glance at him.

She looked up again, gazing at the brightest figure beneath the starry sky.

"Hmph! One day, I will also stand above the heavens like the Mentor."

She wanted to show off like this too!!

First, surpass An Jianyou, then catch up to the Mentor, plan complete!

At this moment, Xing Jinglei said, "The Mentor's move eliminated all enemies and shattered the red moon, restoring peace to the world with great ease. This clearly... is not enough to demonstrate the Mentor's true strength."

Huh?

This wasn't the Mentor's true strength yet?

Three large question marks popped up on Yiluo Xi's forehead. The young girl was dumbfounded.

Another young woman was equally bewildered.

Xitina.

Her legendary abomination artifact, the 'Endless Sword,' was already slightly raised, and she was about to ignite golden battle flames, but...

The three descending mythical beings who were about to fly towards the base city suddenly turned around and disappeared from her sight at an even faster speed.

They were gone.

Within a few blinks of an eye, the raging winds, the gray fog, and the red moon hanging in the sky all vanished.

She heard people say the war was over, that they had won.

The cheers around her entered her ears.

But the joy of one person was not entirely shared by another. The matter of defeating the evil god faction was certainly cause for celebration, but where were her opponents?

"Your power is very important."

"The enemy you need to face is stronger and more troublesome."

"It's not time for you to act yet. You stay here and intercept any strong enemies that may appear."

Then, where were the enemies?

The battle was over, but where was her huge enemy?

Xitina drooped her head, her eyes vacant.

...

...

The main battlefield at the Water Marsh Base City, where the battle was fierce and ended quickly.

However,

in the gray fog areas outside base cities like Huangdu and Jiangnan, small battles were still ongoing.

These battles were not easy either.

The intensity of the tidal wave was not as strong. What they encountered might only be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of abomination tides, but the number of soldiers intercepting the tide was far less than during the defense of the city, and they lacked the advantage of terrain.

Interception was very difficult, and there were considerable sacrifices.

At this moment,

in the Jiangnan region, several elite teams were blocking a surging abomination tide. The abomination crystal cannons boomed loudly. Girls from the planting department, trembling slightly, planted thorn seeds, which were then nurtured by special skills, growing into thick, long vines that constantly resisted the impact of the abominations.

However, these vines lacked prior nourishment, and only newly awakened individuals of the first or second awakening were responsible for nurturing them. Not only was the growth speed insufficient, but the toughness of the vines was far inferior, and they were constantly being torn apart by the abominations. The front line seemed to be in peril.

Suddenly, the abomination offensive slowed down, as if it had become less fierce.

A young awakened individual from the planting department, who was constantly using the skill 'Growth and Entanglement,' vaguely felt that something was different. She looked up, "It's gone!"

"What? What's gone?"

A blacksmith from the forging department, who was refilling the abomination crystals next to her, casually asked.

"The red moon is gone!"

"So the red moon is gone... What!"

He looked up sharply. The sky was still filled with wisps of gray fog, but the eerie red moon, which had been hanging high in the sky for over half a day, had vanished!

The blacksmith's expression perked up. "The red moon is an omen of disaster. The moonlight that fell caused the land of our Lanxing to continuously demonize, but now that the red moon has disappeared, doesn't that mean..."

"The war has changed? A big change!"

With a simple glance, it was clear that this was a change for the better.

Especially when, in the minds of the blacksmith, the tree planter, and others, a "ding-dong" task reminder sounded.

Their original mission of intercepting and annihilating the abomination tide had been modified.

They no longer had to just defend.

They would have reinforcements! Reinforcements were coming!

"Brothers, hold on, victory is within reach!"

"Roar! After the war, we'll all get drunk together."

"Let's deal with the current crisis first. Second captain, where's your damn abomination crystal cannon!"

Abomination crystals were poured in with a whoosh.

Potions were gulped down with a gurgle.

It was as if strength surged within the awakened individuals again—the power of belief, the power of hope.

"Abominations, die for me!"

"Boom—!"

...

Across the ocean, at a base city under construction, not yet touched by dawn.

Today, it was plunged into bloody disaster.

As the red moon hung high, casting its eerie moonlight, many people could no longer hold on. Even hiding in indoor spaces, even with many 'purification pearls' emitting halos of pure white light, guarding the last few areas.

The entire city area was inevitably plunged into chaos.

Streetlights, trees, tables, chairs, living and non-living things, all demonized one by one. Cities like Water Marsh Base City, protected by the Dawn Lighthouse, had their red moon influence greatly weakened, and had established stable order earlier, with internal disasters contained.

But for those base cities still under construction, the situation was dire. Even with purification pearls and strong reinforcements from the Torch, they became increasingly chaotic, like the Fog City and Splash City that were engulfed by the red moon some time ago. The survivors suffered heavy losses. Apart from a few important areas, the base city was a scene of chaos, with explosions echoing from time to time.

The semblance of order that had been painstakingly re-established was showing signs of collapse.

Even Roland and other Torch experts who came to take charge were overwhelmed.

Suddenly,

"The red moon is gone!"

Roland, holding a broad-bladed greatsword, swung out a vast expanse of white holy light, causing hundreds of abominations before him to vanish in the sacred radiance.

After executing this sword strike, he looked up at the sky.

The red moon had indeed disappeared, and the gray fog drifting in the world seemed to have thinned out. The erosion and mental impact from the red moon had also receded like a tide.

What also dissipated were...

The abominations born from the red moon's influence all froze, like ice sculptures exposed to the scorching sun. Their bodies slowly melted, and after ten or twenty seconds, only a pool of blood remained on the street.

In the blink of an eye, the red moon retreated, and the demons vanished.

The survivors, hiding in the shelters but constantly affected by the red moon's erosion, felt their pain rapidly alleviate, and their struggling bodies stopped.

They opened their eyes, and the faint red spots on their palms and arms were slowly fading.

Things were getting better!

Everything was getting better!

In the large shelter, the broadcast and screens were showing real-time news, broadcasting joyful victory messages.

Facing a disaster that could engulf the entire world, Lanxing had once again achieved a significant victory.

However, there were losses beneath the victory.

Especially the residents of the base cities under construction, who had personally experienced the horror of the red moon disaster.

"But at least we could still hide in the shelters and enjoy the purification's protection. Otherwise, we might have been a pool of blood or monsters by now."

"Yeah, earlier I was still hesitating whether to move into the base city. Those guys mocked us, saying we were prisoners, that we had lost our human rights, but..."

Those who mocked him and chose to build their own survivor settlements in their original cities had probably died by now.

It was a bit of a shame that they couldn't personally witness those people melting under the red moon.

This was the White Eagle Federation. Although the base city plan had been approved and quickly implemented, many people still disdained it. They felt they were not afraid of danger and formed survivor settlements on their own.

Of course, before the base city plan was implemented, abominations had already rampaged across the White Eagle's land, causing most people to feel threatened, forcing them to agree to relocate to the base city and squeeze into those narrow, cramped rooms.

But now, they only felt fortunate.

Fortunate that they had made the right choice.

"But it's not enough!"

"This place isn't a true base city. I heard that complete base cities are protected by magic arrays. What about us? Why haven't we finished construction yet? What is this useless federation doing!"

"Strong protest, we demand to accelerate the construction process!"

From this day onwards, the construction speed of the remaining base cities under construction suddenly accelerated.

This was something that happened later.

At this moment,

as Lanxing reveled in the joy of surviving the disaster, deep within the Abyssal Realm, in a bloody palace, a sorrowful silence fell.

Four majestic figures sat at a long table.

Low energy emanated from the majestic figures.

And they were weak.

Their avatars were destroyed, their divinity shattered. For beings like the Bull Demon Myth and the Black Wing Myth, this was a severe injury, a loss of a limb.

They glared furiously at the Blood Emperor.

Before they left, they were told it was a business like picking up money, dealing with a newborn world.

After returning, well, they hadn't returned.

"This is not what was agreed upon!"

"Where is it not the same?!"

The Blood Emperor was also furious.

"It's a newborn world, and there are no external forces supporting it, right!"

"I even prepared more power, more trump cards for this, right!"

No one was wrong.

The Blood Emperor paid compensation commensurate with the risk.

The three Bull Demon myths also exerted their full effort, rarely slacking off.

The Blood Emperor himself was cautious, not only striking from multiple angles but also deploying a total of five mythical-level combat powers, one of which was a rule-type abomination.

Nothing was wrong! No one could be blamed!

The Blood Emperor's rage had nowhere to vent. According to the contract, he even had to pay the three Bull Demon myths some subsidy.

However, this subsidy was far from enough to compensate for the losses of the three myths.

The loss of divinity caused the three Black Wings to feel a sharp pain.

This might even mean they would never have a chance to become an eight-awakened demigod in their lifetime. But... the Blood Emperor had also lost an avatar, and the price he paid was even greater than theirs.

Despite their grim expressions, the three Black Wing myths were still rational.

The anger should be directed at Lanxing.

"Lanxing, this is too unreasonable! They are clearly not mythical beings, right?"

"Indeed. The white-robed strongman displayed a non-human form, not a mythical posture. He is indeed only a six-awakener!"

Having fought, the Blood Emperor was also certain.

The white-robed man had definitely used some method to temporarily boost his strength, not truly invincible.

But,

planning further? Forget it.

Despite the raging anger in his heart, the Blood Emperor said, "I will report this matter to the 'Servant Lord.' Additionally, I hope to borrow your strength to jointly monitor the entrances and exits of Lanxing. My people have already identified the areas in the shallow regions of Lanxing that can be accessed: 'Starfall Cave,' 'Mountains of Sighs,' and 'Burial Ground.' A total of seven entrances across these three regions."

The Black Wing myths understood.

Their finger bones crackled.

"Lanxing people will eventually enter the Abyssal Realm, and the Abyssal Realm is our home ground!"

They didn't care about many oases.

But Lanxing's oases must be destroyed, absolutely!

Thinking of this, their sorrowful, depressed, and heavy hearts finally... slightly lifted.

...

Lanxing, Base City.

A great battle concluded, and residents gradually emerged from the shelters.

Elite teams from all over, who had gone to the gray fog areas to intercept the abomination tide, also returned.

Transport planes landed one after another.

Warriors with tired but smiling faces emerged from the aircraft cabins, many supporting each other, bandages wrapped around them, their blood staining their uniforms.

Suddenly, a hint of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky. As soon as the golden dawn appeared, it rapidly expanded, dyeing the entire world red. In the previous moment, it was deep night, darkness engulfing the world, but in a short while, the darkness receded rapidly, and warm, golden light shone upon the world.

Reflected on faces that couldn't look away.

People would never forget this moment, when the night passed, and the dawn's radiance once again shone upon the human land.

That was hope.