107: Chapter 107 The Gatekeeper, Not of This Era

Neon Country.

Capital City, Crossroad Intersection.

Skyscrapers stood like tombstones, broken neon signs swaying in the wind with a "creak-creak" sound.

The ground was covered in thick dust, with the occasional sight of long-abandoned vehicles.

In the center of this deathly silent street.

A hunched figure suddenly appeared out of thin air without warning.

The figure was an old woman.

If Zhou Kai were here, he would recognize at a glance that the old woman was the one who called herself the 'The Gatekeeper'.

The old woman still wore that grotesque outfit.

She wore a tattered Daoist robe, but on her feet were a pair of shiny black modern Martin Boots, and on her head was a black gentleman's Top Hat.

At her waist, a dark red Peach Wood Sword flowed with Rule lightning!

In her left hand, a silver Crucifix flashed with a cold light!

Around her neck, Buddhist Beads made of unknown Materials were constantly oozing blood... She stood there, her whole body exuding a desolate and immortal Aura!

Behind the old woman's slightly hunched back, a faint, ancient Bronze Door that seemed to connect to another dimension slowly emerged.

The door was tightly shut, with only wisps of Chaos mist escaping from the cracks.

Not far from the old woman stood a hazy, giant female figure that seemed to reach the heavens.

The woman's figure was not solid.

She seemed to be forcibly pieced together from countless pink petals, each petal constantly withering and undergoing Rebirth, emitting a suffocatingly sweet fragrance.

The woman's face could not be seen clearly.

One could only vaguely see that her eyes were tightly closed.

She half-stood in the Void Realm, exuding an indifferent pressure that looked down upon all living beings like ants, faintly causing the surrounding space to distort.

"Go back..."

The old woman spoke.

Her voice was long, heavy, raspy, and did not belong to any language known to mankind.

"Behind the door... is... your... destination..."

The silver Crucifix in the old woman's hand trembled slightly, letting out hums.

However.

Facing the old woman's warning.

The giant female phantom composed of pink petals gave no response.

Those tightly closed eyes still did not open.

She was like an eternal statue, standing there quietly, ignoring the old woman's presence and the door.

"Stubborn... and foolish!!"

A burst of sharp light suddenly shot out from the old woman's cloudy eyes.

Boom!!!

In the next instant.

An indescribable power that surpassed the Taboo Rule suddenly erupted from the old woman's withered body!

Qiang!!!

The Peach Wood Sword at her waist unsheathed itself, turning into a crimson bolt of lightning that tore through the sky, carrying majestic heavenly power as it stabbed directly towards the woman's brow.

Then... Boom!!

The silver Crucifix in her hand also shone brightly, with holy white light flowing out like liquid mercury, instantly constructing a massive Holy Light cage in the air.

The black Buddhist Beads hanging around her neck spun wildly, emitting bursts of Buddhist Chant like the roars of evil ghosts, each syllable turning into a pitch-black hand that grabbed tightly at the woman's limbs.

Facing the overwhelming Rule Power, the pink woman's phantom finally reacted.

She frowned slightly, and the countless pink petals on her body began to spin frantically.

But under the old woman's full-force explosion.

Her body gradually became unstable, faintly on the verge of collapsing.

"Seal!!"

The old woman gave a sharp shout.

The ancient Bronze Door behind her swung wide open!

An irresistible suction gushed out from within the door, swallowing everything like a black hole.

The pink woman's giant body began to slide irreversibly toward the door under this suction.

Her lower body had already vanished into the darkness behind the door.

Then the torso, the arms... until the end.

That blurry face also slowly sank into the door.

But just before disappearing completely.

She seemed to... smile.

It was a strange smile full of mockery.

bang!

The Bronze Door shut heavily.

Everything returned to peace.

However.

The moment the door closed.

On the ground.

The shadow that originally belonged to the giant woman did not disappear along with her main body.

That pitch-black, distorted shadow seemed to have a life of its own, instantly splitting into countless tiny black shadows, fleeing frantically in all directions like a tide.

They crawled into sewers, into abandoned buildings, and into every dark corner.

The disaster... was not contained.

Instead, like a dormant plague, it sowed deeper seeds of calamity in the land of Neon Country.

"Sigh..."

Watching those fleeing black shadows, the old woman let out a long sigh.

This sigh was filled with endless fatigue and loneliness.

By now, her body had become somewhat transparent, as if it would dissipate with the wind at any moment.

The once majestic Peach Wood Sword had broken into two, the silver Crucifix had become dim and lusterless, and the black Buddhist Beads were shattered all over the ground.

She raised her illusory hand and gently stroked the ancient Bronze Door that was gradually fading away.

A complex look flashed in her eyes.

"In the end, I... am not... a being... of this era..."

The old woman murmured to herself.

Her voice grew lighter and more ethereal.

"I tried my best... tried my best..."

"This door... I'm afraid... can't be held anymore..."

The moment her words fell.

A breeze blew past.

The old woman's afterimage, like a candle in the wind, completely went out and disappeared into the air... Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, several days went by.

During this time, the entire Dongsheng Continent seemed to have fallen into a sort of calm before the storm.

The Seal covering Qingzhou was still struggling to hold on; although the Giant Bronze Cauldron was already rusted and decayed beyond recognition, it was still holding firm after all.

Furthermore, the Yanlong Empire government was mobilizing all its resources in an attempt to reinforce the Seal.

Just as the Yanlong Empire government's energy was tied up by the upheaval in the Kunlun Ruins and the pink mist in Neon Country.

Yanlong Empire, Xuan City.

As one of the most prosperous Base Cities in the Yanlong Empire, even in such chaotic times, Xuan City's nights remained brightly lit and prosperous.

At this moment, on Xuan City's central square, a giant electronic screen was broadcasting inspiring news.

Soothing the panicked hearts of the citizens.

Just then.

A figure wearing a black hoodie, with his face buried deep in the hood, silently appeared on top of a tall building at the edge of the square.

The figure was Wu Xun.

He stood in the cold wind, his vertical pupils glowing with an eerie green light as he coldly watched the bustling crowd below.

It was as if he were looking at a group of feasting corpses.

"What... vibrant lives..."

Wu Xun reached out his hand, which was covered in greenish-black scales, and made a grasping motion in the air.

It was as if he had grasped countless terrified Souls.

"Lord Bishop's feast... shall begin... here."

Before his voice even faded.

Wu Xun suddenly pulled out a pitch-black Pottery Jar from his bosom.

The Pottery Jar was ancient in design, its surface covered in patterns of distorted eyes.

"Go... my children..."

"Enjoy yourselves... to your heart's content..."

Bang!

Wu Xun smashed the Pottery Jar in his hand hard toward the center of the square below.

Click!

The Pottery Jar shattered.

But what flowed out from inside was not water, nor any liquid.

But a strange yellow mist with a strong stench of rotting corpses!

This mist seemed to have a life of its own; as soon as it touched the air, it instantly expanded and spread.

Within just a few seconds.

It completely enveloped the entire central square in a dim yellow silence!

"Ah! What is this?!"

"It stinks so bad... ugh..."

"My eyes! I can't see anything!"

On the square, the originally happy crowd instantly fell into panic.

Screams, cries, and curses rose one after another.

But soon.

These sounds began to change.

They became... beast-like roars and chewing sounds.

"Hungry... so hungry..."

"Meat... I want to eat meat..."

Within that yellow mist.

One by one, originally normal people's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, and they lost all reason.

They began to frantically attack the people around them, biting and devouring!

A terrifying upheaval suddenly erupted in the center of this prosperous Base City!

Looking at the hellish scene below, Wu Xun, standing atop the tall building, slowly curled his lips into a cruel and pleased arc.