The Saintess Has A Showdown 444

Chapter 444: Dream Calamity – Blood-Red Nightmare

–First-tier overlord realm, Qiushui Hantian.

A crimson, hellish world, swirling iridescent lights, scorching vortexes of clouds, the very air burning, its spirit energy consumed.

The beings within, trapped in an endless, despairing nightmare, unconscious.

And not just this realm, but hundreds of surrounding, smaller realms, enveloped by the ever-expanding, blood-red mist, a creeping plague.

The life force of hundreds of realms, draining away, their spirit energy flowing towards a blood-red altar at the center, like an offering…

Swish!!

Suddenly, as the crimson vortex churned, ten figures emerged.

The Eight Billows of Calamity Water Dragon Bone, the Ice Attendant Imperial Daughters of the Yellow Spring Demon Capital, and the Three Celestial Seats of the Cold Waterfall Heavenly Gate, their faces grim as they surveyed the blood-red landscape.

“So that’s it. The Dream Calamity, the Blood-Red Nightmare, is using the spirit energy of these realms to resurrect some ancient being!”

The leader of the Eight Billows, a beautiful dragon woman with two horns, her voice filled with a strange excitement.

The Dream Calamity often used its spirit energy to recreate powerful beings from the past, like titled legendary beings from the mythical era, or even potential candidates for the Six Disasters, but these creations were always weaker than itself.

However, having absorbed such a massive amount of spirit energy, it might be able to create something even stronger than itself!

“Wait, the Dream Calamity doesn’t actually think it can surpass the Seven Concubines with the combined spirit energy of a single overlord realm and a few hundred smaller realms, does it?”

“Of course not, but once it absorbs us, the members of the extermination squad, its next target will be the Ten Sacred Domains…”

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“So we’ve walked into a trap~~~” Tianhe Nu, one of the Three Celestial Seats, sighed, a strange, almost amused, tone in its voice.

They were just the first wave. More powerful Spirit Masters from the Ten Sacred Domains would follow. If they were all defeated, their spirit energy and cores would only strengthen the Dream Calamity.

At that point, it might actually be able to manifest one of the original Seven Concubines…

Even so, no one here believed they would lose to some ancient being.

Even if the Dream Calamity summoned a Sun and Moon Realm expert from the mythical era, they, the current apex beings of the spirit world, would easily defeat it!

This was their chance to prove they were stronger than the legends of the past!

“Do you see? Three gates leading to the altar. It seems the Dream Calamity wants to play a game with us.”

As the dragon woman spoke, three massive gates, forming a triangle around a distant, blood-red altar, appeared in the sky, each protected by a spirit energy barrier. They had to destroy all three to reach the altar.

These were the rules set by the Dream Calamity. They had to destroy the gates quickly to prevent its further evolution.

The three factions exchanged glances, then, without a word, split up.

The Three Celestial Seats headed towards the right gate, the three Ice Attendant Imperial Daughters towards the left, and the four members of the Eight Billows towards the center gate.

“Be careful. The Dream Calamity is a survivor from the mythical era. It has witnessed countless powerful and bizarre beings. We have no idea what to expect…”

“Heh, we won’t lose, no matter what.”

Hearing the Ice Attendant Imperial Daughter’s casual, arrogant boast, the dragon woman from the Eight Billows chuckled in agreement.

Spirit beasts were constantly evolving. The Sun and Moon Realm experts of the ancient past were nothing compared to them. They had already encountered and defeated countless fragments of the Dream Calamity.

A few seconds later, the three groups, reaching their respective gates, stepped through, their figures vanishing into the swirling red mist.

Meanwhile, their every move was being watched.

At the center of the blood-red altar, a small, doll-like figure, its body bathed in blood, floated in the air, its gaze fixed on the images appearing before it, projected by the surrounding spirit energy.

The Dream Calamity, the Blood-Red Nightmare!

[I expected at least one of the Seven Concubines. What are these things?]

[Ten Sacred Domains… at this rate, you will all be annihilated.]

[I have the key~~~]

The blood-red doll shook its head, then turned its gaze towards three hazy figures within the blood pool, its expression reverent.

The first figure was a massive, ten-foot-long, black saber, its blade shimmering with an inky blackness, its mere image radiating a sharp, piercing aura.

The second was a seductive woman in a blood-red robe and a regal crown, her body slender and alluring, her long, white legs exposed.

The third was a slender figure in a black cloak, its eyes a dull, lifeless gray.

“Little Red, who are the current Seven Concubines? Is that old hag, the Snow Monarch, still alive?” the seductive, red-clad woman asked.

Hearing her voice, the Dream Calamity trembled, then bowed respectfully.

[Your Majesty, of the Seven Concubines from your era, only the Snow Monarch and the White Moon Lord remain. The others have been replaced.]

“Damn it!”

Hearing that the Snow Monarch was still alive, the woman, addressed as the Crimson Queen, gritted her teeth, a violent, blood-red aura erupting, ruffling the doll’s fur, the spirit energy around the altar churning violently.

If the extermination squad from the Ten Sacred Domains reached the altar and saw this being, they would be filled with terror and despair.

The former Dream Calamity, the Crimson Queen, an unprecedented disaster from the ancient past, having ravaged tens of thousands of realms, its kill count unimaginable.

Having turned half the spirit world into a living hell, and having personally slain one of the Seven Concubines and one of the Four Shields, the Crimson Queen had finally faced its ultimate nemesis, the Snow Monarch, one of the Seven Concubines.

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And now, after thirty thousand years, the fallen Crimson Queen had been resurrected by the Dream Calamity, the Blood-Red Nightmare!