Chapter 355: October Disbands
The skies of tens of thousands of realms were covered by three terrifying Disaster Rings.
A chilling, oppressive aura, a harbinger of destruction and despair, its ever-increasing pressure like a creeping ice age, all life trembling, resigned to fate.
The Moon Calamity, the White Moon Lord.
The Myriad Volt Phoenix, Harbinger of the Boom Calamity.
The Ink Princess, Harbinger of the Ferocious Calamity.
Three of the Six Disasters, their combined auras, along with that of the Northern Dragon Sleeve Assassin of the Unbreakable Four Shields, created a chaotic, violent storm of spirit energy that shook half the spirit world.
No being at the apex of power dared to interfere. This was the Moon Calamity. Intervention meant certain death.
At this moment, countless powerful beings watched from afar, waiting for the inevitable outcome.
Incidentally, since the Moon Calamity had fully recovered its Lost Realm power, the White Flower Moon-Treading Deer had vanished without a trace.
And regarding the change in the Moon Calamity’s trajectory, some members of October were disappointed, some overjoyed, some relieved, some enraged.
Having missed the chance to face the Moon Calamity at the same level, they might have to wait hundreds of years for another opportunity…
However, this time, the Moon Calamity’s direct impact had been minimal.
Boom!!!!
Four days after the start of the battle, a final, deafening roar, and the three Disaster Rings vanished simultaneously.
All nearby held their breath, their gazes fixed on the battlefield, wondering who had survived.
Based on the established pattern of the past forty thousand years, it should be the Moon Calamity.
But what would the fully awakened Moon Calamity do? Would it destroy the surrounding realms?
And if, hypothetically, the Moon Calamity lost… wouldn’t that mean an even more terrifying being had emerged…?
At this moment, the fate of countless realms hanging in the balance, at the heart of the devastated battlefield…
As the dust settled, a white figure, two long, floppy ears drooping, emerged, its crimson eyes scanning the surroundings.
Its movements, once heavy and violent, were now light and graceful, its aura radiating an almost unbearable arrogance.
The white rabbit woman’s massive, round tail, now much smaller, was connected to the tips of its ears, forming two strange, fleshy loops on either side of its body, swaying gently.
Two moon-like rings, formed from rabbit flesh, spun around it, and the thick, white fur on its arms resembled two massive boxing gloves.
The Moon Calamity, its crimson eyes now clear, first surveyed the lifeless ruins, then turned its gaze towards the three battered figures behind it.
The Ink Princess, its massive, serpentine body broken and bleeding. The Myriad Volt Phoenix, its feathers plucked, its naked body a gruesome sight. And the Northern Dragon Sleeve Assassin, its massive lobster claws crushed and mangled, unconscious.
October… defeated…
All their efforts, all their sacrifices, for naught. But this was the expected outcome. There was no point in regret.
After a moment of silence, the white rabbit woman walked over to the Ink Princess, its delicate white foot stepping on its massive body, plucked a scale with its furry hand, and casually flicked it away.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
Instantly, a terrifying tremor shook the heavens, and the Ink Princess, its massive body, among the largest in the spirit world, was sent flying, a flash of light disappearing into the distance.
“…”
“…”
If the spirit world were a single, connected realm, the Moon Calamity could probably turn it upside down with a single flick of its wrist.
No, at this moment, fully awakened, it was no longer the Moon Calamity.
But—the White Moon Lord, one of the Seven Concubines, the most terrifying being in the spirit world.
The impact of the Ink Princess’s flight awakened the Myriad Volt Phoenix and the Dragon Sleeve Assassin. They lay on the ground, their bodies battered, their expressions grim, neither fleeing nor fighting.
[Another failure.]
[You can’t defeat me now.]
The White Moon Lord, its gaze fixed on the sky, didn’t attack the two remaining legendary beings, but sighed, a melancholic tone in its voice.
“Indeed, the fully awakened White Moon Lord is far stronger than the Moon Calamity. I doubt anyone besides the Snow Monarch and the Dark Night Concubine could even harm a single hair on your head, First Seat…” The Myriad Volt Phoenix, naked and covered in soot, lay on the ground, its voice filled with resentment.
Only the Myriad Volt Phoenix and the Dragon Sleeve Assassin knew this secret: the First Seat of October, the one who never appeared… was the Moon Calamity itself!
The Lunar Demon Hall… it was an organization created by the Moon Calamity to… kill itself.
[However, I did see something… interesting… this time.]
[I just need to wait a little longer…]_
The white rabbit woman looked towards the distant horizon, a strange glint in its crimson eyes.
The Moon Calamity had passed, replaced by—the White Moon Lord!
Sea Region
“The Moon Calamity has won. October has disbanded.”
As the Sea Concubine Palace Spirit Masters watched in terror, the white-haired deer woman, standing before the Sorrowful Saintess, delivered the news, its tone casual, its dull gray eyes indifferent.
This creature…
It seemed completely unconcerned by October’s disbandment. Why had it come all the way to the Sea Region? It could have just sent a message.
“Would you like some snacks?”
Gong Lianyue blinked, expecting the White Flower Moon-Treading Deer to cheer and accept, but instead, its face turned serious as it extended a slender, white hoof towards her.
Since its true form was a quadruped, both its hands and feet were hooves, but that was irrelevant now.
Like a heartfelt confession, the White Flower Moon-Treading Deer spoke, its voice filled with a sincerity that would echo through the ages,
“Let’s claim a title. Just the two of us…”
