"Void Enemy!"In front of Qin Tian's chest, the black monolith embedded in his necklace suddenly trembled, broke free from its chains, and transformed into a black rainbow, shooting straight into the sky.It swept past Qin Tian's head, accompanied by the sound of rushing wind, and plunged directly into the turbulent spatial aisle.The next moment, the monolith suddenly burst forth with a radiant glow.Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple—seven colors of light, like substantial silk ribbons, unfurled within the aisle.The stone, originally only the size of a marble, rapidly expanded, transforming in an instant into a towering mountain, its entire body flowing with a radiant glow, like a divine mountain suppressing hell, firmly embedded within the spatial rift.Next, a shocking scene unfolded—the originally violent and distorted spatial aisle visibly calmed down at a speed perceptible to the naked eye.The radiant glow did not forcibly shrink the rift like a sealing scroll; instead, it permeated the spatial gaps like hot cement poured into a large pit, gently and firmly binding together the torn edges."What—what is that?!" Lan Qiancheng exclaimed in a hushed voice, the despair in his eyes instantly replaced by ecstasy.Oriental Feather suddenly looked up, gazing at the mountain enveloped in radiant glow, his tightly clenched fists slowly relaxed, and an expression of unbelievable joy appeared on his face.The United Army warriors also witnessed this scene; their morale, which had plummeted to rock bottom, instantly soared to its peak as if ignited by a flame. Despairing eyes rekindled with light, and even their breathing became hurried."Hold the aisle! Don't let the demons get close!"Someone shouted first, and then, deafening battle roars once again echoed across the battlefield.The various battle groups rapidly changed their formations, like mountain walls being erected, firmly blocking the front of the spatial aisle.Spiritual Energy Users of the Golden Bloodline exerted all their might, pushing their spiritual energy to the extreme; the geniuses of the Golden Bloodline held nothing back, their bloodline power surging like flames, and various trump cards were continuously unleashed—some used family spiritual artifacts, some performed bloodline secret techniques, and some even swallowed pills that burned their life force, instantly boosting their combat power several times over.Oriental Feather also stopped holding back; his fingertip brushed across his storage ring, and a palm-sized wooden carving appeared in his palm.The wooden carving was entirely emerald green, as if carved from a single piece of premium jadeite, with faint golden light flowing through the intricate patterns on its surface. This was the Oriental Family's advanced inherited spiritual artifact—the Thousand-Hand Demon Suppressor Statue.As the power of the Sacred Blood Greenwood surged into it like a rushing river, the wooden carving began to expand at a visible rate.Initially only palm-sized, it grew to several zhang high in an instant, then dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang, finally transforming into a majestic wooden statue hundreds of meters tall, like a Thousand-Hand Guanyin emerging from ancient mythology, standing on the land of the Dark Demon Realm.The wooden statue's thousands of hands varied in form; some held towering giant trees, some carried emerald green pearls, some clutched sharp wooden spears. Each hand was covered with a layer of golden patterns, exuding a sacred yet domineering aura. The statue's eyes were formed by two giant emeralds, sparkling with light of wisdom and majesty, as if they could see through all evil in the world.Oriental Feather stood on the lotus platform atop the wooden statue's head, his robes fluttering, his hands rapidly forming seals. With his movements, it was as if billions of living beings awakened within the wooden statue, emitting a deafening roar.The next moment, the Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue moved!Thousands of hands, like dark clouds covering the sky, descended with world-destroying momentum.The hands holding giant trees swept across; a bone dragon over thirty meters long, unable to dodge in time, was violently struck by a giant tree, its massive body flying backward like a broken kite, the sound of its bones shattering clearly audible on the battlefield, finally crashing heavily to the ground, turning into a pile of scattered withered bones.The hands carrying pearls pushed forward, and the pearls instantly erupted with dazzling green light, forming a massive energy shockwave. Wherever the shockwave passed, dozens of Lich mages let out shrill screams; their proudly defended magic was as fragile as paper in front of the green light, their bodies rapidly disintegrated into countless tiny specks of light, and even their bone staves turned to ashes.The hands clutching wooden spears, like precise missiles, shot towards the Rank Six Demon attempting to escape. The spears tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, instantly piercing the chest of a Rank 6 Death Knight. The Death Knight looked down at the wooden spear in his chest in disbelief, his body rapidly withered, and finally dissipated into a wisp of black smoke in the air.Even more astonishing was that the wooden statue's hands could continuously sprout vines. These vines, like giant pythons with lives of their own, surged from the hands, rapidly spreading out, coiling around and strangling swathes of demons. Some vines even had sharp barbs; after piercing into a demon's body, they would absorb its energy, making themselves thicker and tougher.In just a few breaths, the Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue became like a terrifying meat grinder, completely clearing out the demons around the spatial aisle. The originally dense demon horde disappeared, leaving only a large vacuum zone, the ground covered with demon remains and dark green blood, the air filled with a strong smell of blood and the fresh scent of plants.Such a shocking scene once again boosted the morale of the United Army; the warriors roared loudly, their voices breaking through the gloom of the Dark Demon Realm, reaching the sky.Their originally exhausted bodies seemed to be injected with new strength, and the hands holding their weapons once again became firm and powerful."Kill!"The warriors roared in exhilaration, stepping over the corpses of their comrades and the remains of demons, their eyes flashing with the fire of revenge and the desire for victory.At this moment, Qin Tian was also going all out.In the home territory of the Dark Demon Realm, dense dark elements surged into his body like a tide, making him feel as if he had transformed into a perpetual motion machine.The 【Dark Control Art】 was pushed to its extreme; the demon corpses piled on the battlefield, like soldiers receiving orders, all crawled up and charged at their kin, only to instantly self-destruct when on the verge of being torn apart.Shockwaves of dark energy rose and fell, each Explosion clearing a large area. The casualties he inflicted on the demons were second only to Oriental Feather's Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue.The radiant glow emanating from the monolith grew brighter and brighter, illuminating the dim Dark Demon Realm as if it were daytime, the seven-colored light flowing through the clouds, like a rainbow bridge reaching the heavens.The spatial aisle continuously shrank under the effect of the radiant glow; the chaotic spatial currents at the edges gradually calmed down. Those demons attempting to rush through the aisle were either purified by the radiant glow or blocked by the mountain formed by the monolith, unable to advance an inch.Time passed bit by bit, each second feeling as long as a century.When the last wisp of radiant glow merged into the edge of the spatial aisle, the mountain formed by the monolith slowly sank, perfectly integrating with the surrounding space.Finally, at a certain moment—the spatial aisle completely disappeared.Only a smooth void remained in its place, as if there had never been a rift. The monolith's light gradually receded, transforming back into a black stone, falling from mid-air, and was steadily caught by Qin Tian.The battlefield instantly fell silent.The demons, having lost their target, roared in confusion, but could no longer find any trace of the aisle.The United Army warriors stood dazed in place, looking at the empty void, and it took them a long time to react."It's done—we did it!"Someone cheered first, and then, shouts like a mountain tsunami echoed throughout the Dark Demon Realm.Oriental Feather looked in the direction where the aisle had disappeared, letting out a long sigh of relief, his ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) tense body finally relaxed, and a tired yet relieved smile appeared on his lips.Lan Qiancheng walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and the two exchanged smiles, everything unspoken.Qin Tian gripped the monolith in his hand, feeling the faint but warm fluctuations within it, and also let out a long sigh of relief. This extremely brutal battle was finally coming to an end.

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