Desperate Night.

Chapter 365 Calculation 365
"Once the seal is broken, the monsters of the spiritual disaster and the black disaster may erupt at any time. We really can't wait any longer." Yu Hong nodded.

The crisis is about to break out, but fortunately the day after tomorrow is when the strengthening of the black seal ends, and it is also the day when senior Quan He will almost reshape his body.

As long as we can hold on through this period of time, we will have enough strong reinforcements.

"Well." Yu Hong thought for a moment, "I'll go out right away and start blending and redistributing the spiritual light. After that, I'll go directly to Zihe Palace to take a look. I'll let Mr. Qing keep an eye on this place first."

"No, this is too dangerous. Even if you are strong and talented enough, there is also the entire Zihe Palace over there..." Yu Mo flatly refused.

"Master, listen to me. I just want to ascertain the actual disaster situation over there from a distance, so that I can make specific arrangements on our side based on my judgment! Only then can I know whether our arrangements are effective and whether we can stop the disaster!" Yu Hong said seriously.

"But this... is too dangerous. Even Zihe Palace has been implicated and there is no news from Kuchan. You...!" Yu Mo wanted to persuade him again, but Yu Hong raised his hand to stop him.

"Master, do you think I am the kind of person who would take risks for some strangers? Although Zihe Palace has helped us, I would not sacrifice myself to that extent." Yu Hong said solemnly.

"Go quickly and come back soon!" Seeing that he could not persuade Yu Hong, Yu Mo remained silent and could only give him helpless instructions.

"rest assured."

Yu Hong patted his Taoist robe and walked towards the exit.

Soon, he came on stage from the side, whispered a few words to Yu Hen, who was talking incessantly about the future prospects of the Lingguang Mutual Aid Alliance, and then took the microphone from Yu Hen.

The conference was interrupted halfway through, and hundreds of people looked here with confusion.

Yu Hong held the microphone and looked around.

"Everyone, I am Zhengrou, the leader of the Mutual Aid Alliance, and also Yu Hong, the current abbot of Qingchen Temple. Just now, Master Yuhen has almost introduced the advantages of our Lingguang Secret Technique. Now let me talk about the disadvantages. After I have explained the disadvantages, everyone can decide for themselves whether to join us and become a family!"

He immediately and bluntly told the side effect of practicing the spiritual light secret technique, which is that one will be completely tied up and killed.

Then, without waiting for the ordinary people around him to be shocked, he raised his hand again.

"Now because of the sudden situation, I decided to directly proceed to the last item of the conference, the fusion of spiritual light. This fusion of spiritual light will bring detailed grading increases to everyone. For the specific grading, you can ask the explainer in the alliance in detail."

laugh.

A silver light suddenly appeared from his raised right hand.

"Now, please connect your will with mine again. Let us help each other and become one!"

"If God doesn't help me, I will help myself!"

Yu Hong said loudly.

hum! !

All of a sudden, among the hundreds of people sitting in the surrounding stadium, most of the warlocks were slowly lit up with silver light.

laugh! !

At the same time, under the shocked gaze of outsiders, the silver aura from everyone's body flew out as a thread and gathered towards Yu Hong from all directions.

Silver threads coming from all directions condensed into a dazzling silver light source in Yu Hong's palm in the blink of an eye.

The light source was like a small sun, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

At this time, everyone's spiritual light cultivation progress was superimposed on each other and merged into one, which also made the entire spiritual light increase in intensity once again.

If there is a specific numerical description, then this fusion directly increased the intensity of the spiritual light in Yu Hong's hands by 80% of the original.

"Go." Yu Hong whispered softly.

Suddenly, the little silver sun in his hand suddenly dispersed, silently turned into countless silver lines, returned along the original path, and flew back into the body of its original owner.

At this moment, some warlocks became slightly confused.

Because they only felt a slight increase in spiritual light, which was different from what they expected. But some of them had a huge increase, far exceeding their previous expectations.

"Please consult for the specific spiritual light grading and increase. I have something urgent to do, so I will leave first."

Yu Hong gave some instructions and left in a hurry.

Before leaving, he saw Yu Hen excitedly discussing the sharing of spiritual light secrets with leaders from various places.

It seems that the disaster in Zihe Palace has not spread widely, otherwise these people would not be so unhurried.

Yu Hong quickly left the stadium and Qing Huang was already waiting outside in his car.

"Alliance leader, I'll go with you to take a look." Qing Huang said in a deep voice.

"No, you need to stay in Taizhou, this is our base camp." Yu Hong refused. "The area where Zihe Palace is located is relatively remote. Although it has not affected cities with a large population in the short term, the situation is not optimistic. We are also next to two former Yin Qi pillars, so the situation is not going to be good."

“But leader, what if you meet someone from the Seven Evil Alliance?” Qing Huang hesitated to speak.

"Just say what you want to say!" Yu Hong frowned.

"It's like this, Wu Shaoyuan, one of the Seven Evils, has done me a favor, so if I meet him, can I..." Qing Huang pleaded helplessly.

Only after he had actually fought with Yu Hong and been killed instantly, did he know how terrifying the hidden things in Yu Hong's background were.

He didn't think the Seven Evils could win a single fight. Unless the Sect Master Long Qingzi came in person,
"It depends on the situation. If he's not in serious trouble, I can let him go for your sake." Yu Hong nodded. "Okay, get out of the car."

"Okay!" Qing Huang quickly got out of the car and gave up the driving seat.

Yu Hong got on the car and started it. The car accelerated and rubbed against the ground as it flew away quickly.

Qing Huang watched him leave until he could no longer see his tail lights.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of commotion in the stadium behind him.

The phones kept ringing.

On the other end of the phone, there were either anxious requests for help, cries, or serious instructions and reminders.

Every sorcerer who received the call had a look of doubt and disbelief at first, but as the content of the calls received by people around them became similar, gradually, the expressions on everyone's faces began to change.

All the calls actually have only one content.
That is, something happened at Zihe Palace, and large-scale wild animal riots and attacks occurred in four prefecture-level cities around the mountain where it is located.

A large number of wild animals fled out of the mountains in panic, causing accidental attacks on human settlements in the surrounding areas.

According to official sorcerers’ detection, the area around the original site of Zihe Palace, with a radius of 40 kilometers, has been completely shrouded in gray-black fog. Electromagnetic wave signals cannot be transmitted in or out.

The army has set out, joining forces with official sorcerers and sorcerers dispatched by the Taoist sect to establish a large-scale blockade.

All these situations indicate one fact.

That is the Zihe Palace, which ranks third among the Nine Gates. Perhaps
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In the mist.

The ruins of Zihe Palace are on the mountainside.

A figure covered in blood walked up the mountain step by step with difficulty.

The figure was wearing a tight-fitting motorcycle suit for motorcyclists, which was now full of holes and had bright red blood oozing out.

In his hand he held a dark red sword, the blade of which was engraved with simple and elegant patterns.

The hand guard is a delicately carved golden-red phoenix head, and the blade extends from the open beak of the phoenix.

"I'm here. I'm finally here. Dad, Mom, and Ying'er, please wait for me!"

The figure raised his head, revealing Ku Chan's bloody and determined face.

He was ambushed by the leader of the Blood Eye Sect, one of the Seven Evils. After a fierce battle lasting more than ten hours and with both sides having exhausted all their trump cards, he was finally severely injured and repelled.

But facing such a strong opponent, it was impossible for him to remain unscathed, and he also suffered serious injuries.

If it were just that, it would have been fine, but on the way back, after entering the mountain range blocked by clouds and fog, he encountered a large number of corpses of various types that were patrolling unconsciously.

These corpses were invulnerable to swords and guns, moved extremely fast, and carried deadly poisons, just like zombies.

After dealing with a large number of corpses, Ku Chan encountered three consecutive disasters of golden armored spirits with dragon heads and human bodies.

With the help of the power of the Scarlet Sky Sword, he forcibly defeated the spiritual disaster, but his own injuries had reached a point where he could no longer bear it.
Ku Chan took a deep breath, mustered his breath, quickened his pace, and used the Chixiao sword and the trekking pole to support his body and continue climbing.

More than ten minutes passed.

He finally successfully arrived at the gate of the Zihe Palace Taoist Palace complex, which he was extremely familiar with and had seen countless times since he was a child.

The familiar gray-white square gate has now been broken into pieces and scattered on the ground.

The entrance was wide open and looking inside, one could see blood stains and broken walls everywhere, looking desolate.

Ku Chan bit his lip and trembled all over when he saw this scene.

He paused, quickened his pace, and stepped into the doorway.

"father"

"mother"

"Ying'er?"

His steps became faster and faster.

Cross the broken covered bridge, pass the collapsed Taoist temple, and walk across the small lake full of broken floating objects.

Finally, he arrived at the last place of resistance of Zihe Palace - Niujiao Dao Palace.

This special Taoist temple, which looked like a bull's head, was now dead silent, with corpses lying all over the floor.

Ku Chan's whole body was shaking more and more violently.

He suppressed the great pain in his heart and moved forward step by step.

The first person he saw was his father, Taoist Yuqin.

Yuqin was cut in half at the waist, her upper body grasping the sword with both hands, her eyes wide open, and she fell to the ground.

Blood mixed with internal organs flowed from his waist to the ground, and was already cold.

Ku Chan's body shook and his eyes blurred. Although he had expected this before coming here, it was still shocking to see this scene.
He opened his mouth, and a huge amount of sorrow poured in like the sea, completely filling his chest and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently smoothed his father's wide-open eyes and closed them.

Then stand up and continue forward.

Then he saw his mother.

Her body was trampled into a pool of minced meat. The only remaining head was full of anger. It rolled to the side, eyes wide open, as if roaring something.

He also went up and closed his eyes.

At this time, his tears had wet his face and dripped onto the hem of his tattered Taoist robe.

The body also began to tremble slightly.

Then there is Ying Er.

Ying'er knelt on the ground. Her body was relatively intact, except for a huge bloody hole the size of a human head in the middle of her torso.

Ku Chan slowly walked to the corpse.

He lowered his head, the blade drooped, the weak tip of the sword stabbed into the ground. He reached out his hand again, to touch
"Wait, that's not right! This isn't Ying'er! This is Ziyun's Substitution Technique!"

Suddenly his expression changed and he gently pushed the corpse.

Suddenly, Ying'er's body shattered into pieces, like porcelain, and turned into ashes scattered all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)