Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 577 - 398: Guang Ming and Darkness_2

Chapter 577: Chapter 398: Guang Ming and Darkness_2

But it was only temporary!

For the encircling Darkness still looked on hungrily, and from within, chilling roars could still be heard.

Suddenly, a series of dense footsteps resounded again.

From within the Dark Distortion, twisted creatures emerged once more!

"It shouldn’t be like this! The Epoch Calamity usually consists of nine waves, and the third wave, should end when those powerful twisted creatures perish; they shouldn’t appear again!" a Supreme frowned.

In the last Epoch Calamity, the Myriad Realms had survived six phases.

The situation during the third phase back then, was not like this.

"In the last Epoch, we deceived the calamity count, and don’t forget, the Myriad Realms are the last Epoch," another Supreme said.

This reason, however, was plausible.

As the Dark Distortion attacked again, the light arrows above the barrier visibly thinned.

Although each strike still eradicated some twisted creatures, it could no longer instantly annihilate them.

Not only that...

"Roar!"

The leading twisted creature let out a series of roars.

In an instant, darkness gathered around them.

The most terrifying aspect was that their bodies slowly fused together at that moment.

When the black mist dissipated, a grotesquely bizarre giant appeared before everyone.

This giant had a titan from the Titan Epoch as its main body, and the rest of the Saint Emperors were attached to the titan’s body.

For instance, half of another body emerged from the titan’s arm, with another face on the face, ferocious and nauseating to look at.

But the dark aura emanating from him was enough to suffocate anyone!

If the earlier twisted Saint Emperors could fight one-on-one with the Haoran Holy Emperor, now they could easily vanquish him!

"Roar!" the titan giant roared again.

The endless twisted creatures, like moths drawn to a flame, swarmed up and continuously merged into the titan giant’s body.

"Formation is just a formation, if we’re only defending passively, it’s impossible to withstand the epoch calamities, it’s time for the beings of the Myriad Realms to face the Darkness Calamity directly,"

the words of the Supreme of the Dao Realm were like a command, as soon as he finished speaking...

"Heaven Realm forces, march forth!"

In the Heaven Realm, a voice full of authority rang out.

The Supreme of Light sat on the highest throne, waving his hand grandly.

"Divine Decree!"

The next moment, countless points of light ascended in the Light camp.

The endless Light seemed as if it would pierce through the Darkness and tear apart evil, scattering Light across all Heavens!

Countless angels, countless priests, countless followers of the Supreme of Light, headed towards the boundary of chaos.

"Let the glory of the Lord sprinkle in every corner, let chaos be filled with the consciousness of the Lord!"

The followers of the Supreme of Light chanted.

Looking closely, among these forms, there were also several auras of Saint Emperors.

Take for instance, Gabriel, the Archangel under the Supreme of Light.

Facing the arrival of the Epoch Calamity, the Supreme of Light wouldn’t restrict the growth of his subordinates any longer.

Moreover, with the capabilities of the Supreme of Light, he could completely promote some top Saint Kings to Saint Emperors.

Of course, aside from the Supreme of Light, other Supremes did likewise.

Accompanying these angelic priests on their journey were many allies from the Heaven Realm, such as the Goddess of Life, who previously acted against the Vast Wilderness tribal wizards.

The Light camp was the first to answer the call, and wherever they went, they brought Light.

As they burst through the barrier, they transformed Light into the swords in their hands, slashing at the twisted creatures.

"God said, Let there be light!" a red-robed bishop holding a holy book spoke as if issuing a divine decree, every recital burying another twisted creature.

"Purify!" Gabriel wielded his long spear, each strike bursting with brilliance.

Archangels like him originally totaled four.

Besides Gabriel, there were Michael, Raphael, and Wu Lie!

It’s just that Michael had the misfortune of being destroyed by the bell Formation earlier.

Normally, angels could reincarnate in the Angelic Reincarnation Pool, but the bell Formation Sun Wukong produced was no ordinary item; in one blow, Michael didn’t even leave behind a True Spirit imprint, his death was absolute.

Moreover, nurturing a Great Archangel proved much more difficult than imagined, and even the Supreme of Light could not quickly produce another.

At that moment, three Great Archangels were flapping their wings, galloping through the chaos.

"Why should the Light Faction take all the glory?" the Supreme of Darkness let out a burst of laughter, "In the epochs of calamity, my realm of the dead shall dominate too, and we must not tarnish the name of our Dark Faction!"

"We obey!" A series of echoing shouts rang out.

Compared to the Light Faction, the Dark Faction appeared deeply mysterious, wild, and chaotic!

In the Myriad Realms of chaos, the name of Darkness made people tremble in fear.

They had no moral bottom line, no constraints, mysterious and yet unfathomable.

"All things must wither, all spirits must return to ruins..."

At that moment, a long river extended from the Dark Faction.

This river lacked the majesty of the Great Path River, the vastness of the River of Time and Fate.

It flowed with a gray-black water, quiet and serene.

This was the River of Undead Souls!

Legend has it that its source was in the world of the dead, but it passed through all possessions of the Dark Faction.

This river carried countless legends, symbolizing ruin, somewhat similar to the underworld of Vast Wilderness.

However, in the River of Undead Souls, there was only damnation, no reincarnation...

With the emergence of the River of Undead Souls, one dark realm after another appeared around the river.

Suddenly, the air was filled with miasma, and in that gray-black water of the River, souls rippled one after another.

They floated and sank!

Above the river water, numerous small boats roamed and sailed!

These were the ferrymen of the River of Souls, the ferrymen of the dead!

Although, compared to the Six Paths of Reincarnation of the Vast Wilderness, the River of Undead Souls might not be as complete, and its potential also somewhat lacking.

But the existence of the River of Undead Souls could be traced back to the origin of epochs.

In the origin epoch, this river was already there, having experienced untold calamities.

The essence collected by this river was unimaginable.

Even the Supreme of Darkness, who managed the Dark Faction, could only manipulate some powers of the River of Undead Souls, but could not fully control it!

"Death is the final destination for all beings!"

A profound voice resonated through the epochs.

In that voice, it seemed to contain a power that caused one’s soul to fluctuate!

Immediately afterward, a figure clad in a cloak, holding a scythe, appeared above the River of Undead Souls.

It was none other than the Holy Emperor of Dead Souls of the Dark Faction!

Within the Dark Faction, there were numerous Holy Emperors.

Among them, several were also powerful, otherwise, they could not have contested with the Light Faction for so long.

And the Holy Emperor of Dead Souls was the strongest among all the Holy Emperors of the Dark Faction!

The strongest, without equal!

So many brutal and arrogant individuals in the Dark Faction all recognized the power of the Holy Emperor of Dead Souls.

Although the Holy Emperor of Dead Souls rarely took action, his power was beyond doubt, and almost no one dared to challenge his authority.

At the same time, he was also the most loyal and capable assistant to the Supreme of Darkness.

With the appearance of the Holy Emperor of Dead Souls, the waves in the entire River of Undead Souls became more turbulent.

Following him, one figure after another appeared behind him.

Among them, there was a giant skeleton seated on a throne of bones, a ghost whose true face was unclear, and fallen dark angels with twelve pairs of wings...

Belonging to the Dark Faction, none seemed to be good people, even appearing quite hideous.

These figures were undoubtedly all of Saint Emperor level.

Compared to the core Heaven Realm of the Light Faction, the Supreme of Darkness did not spend much effort developing the core underworld of the Dark Faction.

However, no one could deny the strength of the Dark Faction.

"Charge!" the Holy Emperor of Dead Souls swung his scythe.

Under the leadership of these Holy Emperors, the beings of the Dark Faction moved toward the barriers of the Myriad Realms of chaos.

Beneath their feet, the River of Undead Souls continued to spread.

This river would grant them formidable power!

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