章 1109: 561 Heaven's Gate, The Seal of the Holy (4000)

On St. Lun Mountain, amid the fragmented earth riddled with pits and depressions.

A scarlet-robed phantom stood silently there like a puppet sculpture, utterly motionless. Its right hand was raised, with a weapon beneath its palm propping up its body, its tip buried in the ground. A spiderweb-like network of cracks spread densely across the land, stretching thousands of meters in every direction.

And from these cracks, a red light spewed forth like spring water.

Hum...

A wave of vibration signaling the despair of the dying slowly moved through the air. That deep frequency and collapsing will seemed like the final struggle and wail of someone about to die.

Desperate fight for survival, but it was useless, beyond the point of no return.

Clatter clatter clatter...

The scarlet robe of the King of Senairo flapped open, revealing a giant eye at its chest. Its pupil dilated in anger, exuding an aura of supreme power.