"Let's do it!"

Yaen gave a low shout, and a divine light appeared around him.

He transformed into a beam of light and instantly appeared on the palace platform several kilometers away.

He clenched his fist, which was covered by armored gauntlets, and golden light appeared on his fist as he punched towards the pilgrim's head.

The fist moved with incredible speed, displacing air to create a hurricane, with the shockwave spreading hundreds of meters.

The pilgrim remained calm as a pale bone shield appeared in the void, blocking the golden fist.

Boom!!

Cracks appeared on the bone shield, and the golden fist was blocked.

The next moment, dozens of pale skeletal hands appeared in the void around Arn, grabbing at Arn's limbs and body, and locking him firmly in place.

Yern shouted, "Light, purify them!"

A divine light emerged, and the pale, bony hand melted away like ice and snow.

Yaen clenched his right hand in the air, and holy light condensed into a greatsword of light.

Yaen gripped his sword with both hands and slashed at the pilgrim.

Bone shields instantly appeared between the pilgrims and Yann.

The holy light on the Radiant Greatsword was like a blazing sun, burning and melting the bone shield.

The greatsword approached the pilgrim's head and, in the next instant, cleaved him in two.

However, Yann frowned, for the pilgrim who had been cut in two before him had turned into broken bones.

Yaen turned his head and looked up.

Then he saw the phantom of the Yellow Springs descend from the sky, silently arriving above Yaen's head.

Yaen's expression changed slightly, and he immediately conjured a shield of light.

The phantom of the Yellow Springs seemed to weigh a ton, and even Arn's body was slightly bent under its weight.

On the palace platform below, runes flowed, and despite such immense pressure, no signs of breakage appeared.

The palace, and even this space, became extremely stable under the blessing of the death runes.

Even attacks from Saint-level beings cannot damage it in the slightest.

As Yann forcefully supported the illusory image of the Yellow Springs as it descended, the shield of light on his body gradually dimmed under the corrosive influence of the death aura.

He gritted his teeth, and golden threads seemed to appear on his face.

"Light... strengthen me!"

The next moment, golden threads spread out, and Yann forcibly supported Huangquan's fall, his figure flashing as he dodged away.

As Arn dodged in mid-air, the skeletal hand reappeared and grabbed Arn's body.

Then, a series of white bone spears shot towards Yann.

Yaen snorted softly: "Purify!"

The skeletal hand melted again, and Yann, wielding a golden greatsword, severed the skeletal spear.

Then, Yann transformed into a golden ray of light and rushed towards the pilgrims once again.

The two sides tangled and collided.

Bone fragments and golden specks of light fell from the sky as the two figures moved at an incredible speed, far exceeding the speed of sound.

Even ninth-tier awakened beings have difficulty seeing their actions.

Neither Yann nor the pilgrims approached the area below, not wanting to endanger the members of the Mist Action Team and the Returned Brigade.

While Yann was fighting the pilgrims, Aishalin also joined the fray.

Aishalin wielded the Frost Scepter, and with each wave, icy mist billowed out, surging towards all the members of the Extinction Brigade.

One of the saints of the Exiles appeared before the other members.

She was an old woman with gray hair and thin, dry skin.

The old woman held a long white bone staff. As she swung the staff, the deathly aura of dusk surged forth, blocking the icy mist.

The old woman chuckled hoarsely, "Young lady, if you don't want your teammates to die here, then come with me to fight somewhere else."

Aishalin's expression was icy, then she took to the air and left with the old woman.

Another saint in the returning journey was an old man with gray hair.

The old man and Osiris simultaneously rose into the air and disappeared from the spot.

On the ground, only Lu Ning and his group remained, along with nearly two hundred members of the Guiwang Brigade.

The elderly man leading the group of returning travelers glanced at Lu Ning and the others, a look of piety appearing in his eyes.

He opened his arms and said, “You have nowhere to run. Join us. There is much suffering in the world. Follow the chosen ones of my Lord to the eternal land and escape from the suffering of this world…”

The others did not attack directly, but instead looked at Lu Ning and his group.

Under the watchful eyes of so many high-level awakened individuals, An Lan and the others immediately felt a heavy pressure.

This is psychological pressure.

After all, the difference in numbers between the two sides is too great.

If it weren't for Lu Ning on their side, they would have already given up hope.

However, what the old man in the lead said still angered An Lan and the others.

Su Qi sneered, "Let's not even talk about whether there's such a thing as an eternal land. Even if there is, you can run away, but what about the others? Don't you have families?"

The old man was completely unconcerned about Su Qi's anger, and said with fanaticism in his eyes, "My Lord is merciful. As long as people are willing, everyone can go to find the Eternal Land and obtain eternal peace."

Jerry looked at the rotting parts on their bodies and his lips twitched. "And then become like you, neither human nor ghost? To be honest, if I had to become like you, I'd rather be dead."

Ling Chuan said coldly, "I'm sorry, we are from the Mist Bureau. We are here to protect the continuation of human civilization, not to let it rot away under the gaze of some evil god."

At this moment, Lu Ning had already taken out the Crown of Pain and the Crimson Sword, as well as the Bell of Resurrection.

He put on the Crown of Pain, held the Bell of Resurrection in his left hand, and carried the Crimson Sword in his right.

The old man seemed to want to say something, but upon sensing Lu Ning's presence, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Lu Ning with some wariness.

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