Chapter 1388: Chapter 533: Final Battle - Chaos Four Symbols (Part 1)

"Rustle~~~"

Even with the sky fallen, a rainbow bridge still spanned the horizon.

It arrived with seven-colored divine light, fluttering like a butterfly, gently dancing, swirling mid-air, forming an ethereal rainbow illusion.

Bathing in this light, Huazhu felt like she was ascending to an immortal platform.

Her attire instantly lengthened, bearing patterns of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, akin to the feathers of a phoenix, endlessly growing.

When Ye Hanjun focused again, where was the witch robe?

It was clearly a colorful long-sleeve robe, draped with a sunset cloak, and a skirt train a hundred meters long.

She became extremely magnificent, with only her pair of radiant golden vertical pupils unchanged, casually glancing around, exuding a majestic aura, her presence filling the sky. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The once desolate Huazhu, turned the grey flash—finally ascended to a divine position!

Following the Desert Witch, Sandstorm Witch, Golden Storm, Flying Witch, Weather Witch, All-encompassing Witch, Myriad Phenomena Goddess—Huazhu’s divine form was named "Senluo Witch God"!

"Rustle~~~"

On one side, the twilight colors poured down, while on the other side, smoke gently rose.

The smoke was pink, smooth as silk, graceful as morning dew, like cherry blossoms blooming in the sky, full of fairy-tale colors.

At that moment, Aegifura sat at the bedside, hands folded.

She coldly glanced at the disaster battlefield, her swan neck raised, violet magatama eyes gilded with an extremely faint gold edge.

Then, the tenth magatama came into being.

As they rotated simultaneously, the "sin" character in her left eye remained unchanged, while the right eye turned into the "desire" character, forming a borderline of similar but different textures between them.

"Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!"

"Roar roar roar!!"

The Feather King of Heaven’s Wings of Horror and the Ferocious Beast King Fu Shan roared in unison.

Their bodies crazily grew higher, one towering into the sky, the other supporting the earth, the demigod’s aura waves rolling vigorously.

Aegifura’s lips curved slightly.

She examined the refreshed God of Hell’s attire, touched her smoother skin, her frost hair chaotically danced, floating in mid-air, ready for battle.

Ye Hanjun appraised this.

Following ancient succubus, demon enchantress queen, ancestor succubus, primordial enchanting demon—Aegifura’s divine form was named "Desire Empress"!

A deity titled with "Empress" at the end, how domineering.

Yet Aegifura wasn’t aware of her role as empress, even dressed fully covered, she still seemed like a captivating enchantress, a glance from whom would make others fall.

"Not bad, it’s the evolution form I wanted."

"But, the enemy’s level surpasses Heavenly Venerate, Ye, are you calling me out to meet my death?"

Hovering, Aegifura asked lazily.

Ye Hanjun shook his head, even if dozens of Single Seal Gods focused their fire, for a monster like the Calamity, it was just like scratching an itch, meaningless.

But he was stuck at this juncture, preferring to let the Time Drum lose thousands of years of lifespan, to forcibly bear the cost of time causality, naturally for another purpose.

"Oh great Grey Sun God, may you repel the calamity, break the death scenario of all beings, I am willing to offer my remaining life, in exchange for my children’s survival..."

"Oh creator Grey Sun Cult Leader, may you, in the sky, guide us lost lambs back to the right path..."

"Grey God will surely win! Go Grey God!"

"Master Han, we unite our wills, to aid you with a helping hand!"

At this moment, the Solar Abyss, Realm of Desire, Heavenly Realm, Totem Tomb, Broken Instrument Valley...

In the areas not yet completely fallen, the surviving humans hiding in the shelters clenched their fists and spontaneously prayed.

Next, the Four Seas in the southeast, northwest, Mechanic God Mountain, Azure Abyss, Star Tomb, Giant Valley...

Even in places where Ye Hanjun hadn’t spread much religion, the human race’s belief converged into a mass, ultimately flowing continuously into Ye Hanjun’s mind.

— Law-Figure-World: Faithful Heaven!

At this instant, Ye Hanjun not only linked with the followers but also synced with all beings.

And among all beings, human will was the core, receiving special care.

"Boom boom boom..."

The White Bone Purgatory, Deep Black Abyss, One Hundred and Eight Hells, as if unable to bear the vast power, gradually became the backdrop of Faithful Heaven.

Standing in the halo of the supreme deity and saint, Ye Hanjun’s right eye closed, the chaos vortex embedded in his left eye crazily churned, as if earth-shattering waves were hidden inside, about to emerge under some force.

"We have refined more than eighty percent of the Heavenly Tao Authority, and you think you can snatch it?"

The enraged Calamity slapped the Goddess Ba flying with one claw, and pressed Sword Thunder Child with another.

Immediately, it charged with the Disaster Heavenly River, trying to overturn Heaven, to bury Ye Hanjun within it in one move.

"Ah!"

Mo screamed loudly, the crow’s ear-piercing and frenzied howl was particularly loud.

He released the restraint of his true form, wingspan of twenty thousand meters, fiercely crashing into Calamity’s body.

This time he launched not the "Destruction Domain: Seven Stars Catastrophe," but the "Destruction Domain: Horror Devour."

This skill originated from Sarus, the wicked origin melted into one, counterattacking against oneself, sure to have a miraculous effect.

"Snap!"

Black blood pouring from the heavenly chasm’s eyes, poisonous molecules floating in the air, chilling shadows of gigantified corpses...

The disaster phenomena, whether tangible or intangible, disappeared by ten percent out of thin air.

Calamity immediately became furious, bone claws turning into knives, forcefully tearing Mo’s wings.

Hundreds of blood arms shot out like lightning, instantly piercing through Mo’s chest, leaving gaping blood-spraying holes.

"Good... it hurts! It hurts so much!!"

Mo was ecstatic, writhing like a pupa.

He clung tightly to Calamity’s eyeball, as if holding a massive ostrich egg, his dark blue eyes devoid of killing intent, filled only with the ecstasy of soul-ascending pleasure.