Chapter 1045 - 378: Divine Judgment Celestial Attraction, Then Let’s Go to All-Out War!!!_3

They broke apart into countless chunks, big and small, burning with embers or belching black smoke.

That sky-covering, sun-blotting terror and blazing white halo, like a punctured balloon, instantly faded by more than half.

Rumble—

Countless fragments turned into a dense meteor shower, with sky-splitting howls and lingering heat, crashing down toward the Ice Sea below, the frozen ground, and the unfinished shell of the City of Dawn’s construction site.

Each individual fragment was far weaker than that world-ending giant rock from before.

But there were simply too many.

The area they covered was too wide; still more than enough to annihilate everything below.

Yet this rain of falling stone from the heavens, in the eyes of the tens of thousands of warriors below, was like blessed rain poured down from Heaven!

Because it meant...

The giant rock had been broken apart.

The sky hadn’t collapsed!

"Block it! Block those fragments!! Protect the site!!!"

Shen Zhou was the first to snap out of the extremes of despair and ecstasy, unleashing a throat‑ripping roar.

He scrambled to his feet in a tumble, pointing at the falling debris and the piles of supplies below, the freshly poured foundation.

"Martial Artists! Brothers who fight up close! Go!!!"

Liu San’s bellow came right on its heels.

"Form up! Defend!!!"

Leaders at every level reacted instantly, screaming themselves hoarse as they directed the men.

And high above, the more than a hundred Tier Three powerhouses who had used their flesh and blood to hard‑block the meteor suddenly felt the pressure vanish the instant the meteorite shattered.

The huge inertia sent them all plummeting downward.

So everyone gritted their teeth through the agony of having their arms nearly burned to cinders.

And steadied their stance at the first possible moment.

Still shaken, they stared up at the collapsing core of the meteorite.

As countless burning, smoke‑wreathed fragments peeled away like an eggshell, falling and vanishing...

The scene at the meteor’s core...

Finally came clearly into view for everyone.

It was something about a quarter of the giant rock’s size.

A slowly turning black hole.

And directly beneath that enormous dark sphere...

A figure hung quietly in the void.

It was Fang Qingyu.

Only now,

His form had undergone a complete upheaval.

The base color of his Star Remnant Form was still deep and unfathomable, but the silver star‑river patterns flowing across it had completely vanished.

In their place, light and darkness intertwined and flowed continuously across his body.

On either side of his forehead,

One horn was condensed from pure light, dazzling and radiant.

The other was forged from the ultimate Power of Darkness, deep as an abyss.

This was Fang Qingyu’s three‑system fusion centered on Realm Patrol.

That enormous dark sphere...

Was the Realm Patrol’s killing move.

Divine Judgment Celestial Attraction!

The instant they clearly saw Fang Qingyu’s figure...

On the battlefield below, all the warriors desperately blocking the rain of debris exploded with a mountain‑shattering roar.

The wave of sound shot straight into the clouds, even drowning out the shriek of falling stone.

Tears surged forth once more.

But this time, they were tears of wild joy!

They saw him.

Their god!

Not only had he survived, he had reversed the whole world in such a staggering way.

He was right there!

Like their Dawn.

Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng and the others looked at that figure floating beneath the black hole, woven from light and dark, and let out a long breath; nerves strung to the breaking point finally slackened.

Fatigue and the surging agony in their arms crashed over them like a tide, nearly making them collapse.

But on every face, a relieved smile appeared.

As long as he’s fine.

As long as Qingzi is here, the sky won’t fall.

Only the very next second...

The space beside Fang Qingyu rippled ever so slightly, like a calm water surface disturbed by a single stone.

A tall, cold‑beauty silhouette...

Appeared at his side without the slightest warning.

A tight black combat suit traced out flawless curves.

Her long hair poured down like a waterfall, her features exquisite yet cold as ice.

It was the long‑unseen Jiu...

Jiu moved like a phantom, fast beyond belief, without a hint of wasted motion.

She extended a pale arm and firmly wrapped it around Fang Qingyu’s waist as he lost consciousness and slumped.

Without any explanation.

She didn’t even spare a glance for anyone on the battlefield below.

Jiu’s figure, together with Fang Qingyu whom she held, blurred like ink dissolving into water, turning transparent in an instant.

And in the next moment, they vanished completely.

The whole process took place in the flash of a single spark.

"God Fang!!!"

"Captain Fang was taken away!!!"

Below, the warriors who had just been roaring in wild joy were instantly stunned.

Cries of alarm rose all around.

"Silence!!!"

Chu Kuanglan forced himself to endure the agony in both arms, using all his strength to unleash a bell-like roar that crushed the commotion in an instant.

He looked at the place where Fang Qingyu had vanished, then glanced at Wei Banmeng and the others who had likewise witnessed Jiu’s arrival, and said in a low voice, "It’s fine, that’s one of ours. Right now your job is to keep your damned wits about you! Count the casualties! Treat the wounded! Reinforce the defenses! The Destiny Ghost Army just retreated—who knows if they’ll come surging back?!"

Hearing him, everyone immediately relaxed.

With something like that happening so suddenly...

If it were anyone else saying it, they might not believe.

But Chu Kuanglan was Fang Qingyu’s brother...

That much they all knew.

Wei Banmeng also quickly steadied his mind and began issuing calm orders: "Medical Team, prioritize the severely wounded! Engineering teams, assess damage immediately! Defense teams, strengthen the Guard! Move!"

As the core members swiftly took control of the situation,

the battlefield started running efficiently once more.

They’d just been through a crushing rise and fall.

But now, with the dust settled, everyone had survived.

Jiang Wei stood silently on a huge floe of ice at the edge of the shore.

Her crimson long hair drifted faintly in the gunpowder-tinged sea wind.

She stared at the spot where Jiu and Fang Qingyu had disappeared. There was not much worry in those clear red eyes, but rather a quiet calm.

She knew who Jiu was.

So she did not fear for Fang Qingyu’s safety.

She withdrew her gaze.

And looked toward the City of Dawn worksite, busy with rebuilding and rescue.

Qingzi was gone.

Then here...

She would have to guard it in his stead.

At the same time.

Deep in the Arctic.

At the center of this region, a cluster of palaces rose into the sky.

Constructed from countless ghastly white bones piled together.

In the deepest part of the Royal Court, the White Bone Hall.

So vast and empty it made the heart quail, with a vaulted ceiling that vanished into darkness.

At the far end of the hall, atop nine tiers of steps built from gigantic vertebrae bones,

stood a massive throne forged from countless ferocious skulls fused together.

Upon the throne sat a single silhouette.

It had no distinct features, no hair.

Not even a clear form.

More like a vague human outline made purely of darkness.

Black from head to toe.

Like a shadow given shape.

On the bone-paved floor below the throne, two rows to either side, dozens of figures stood in stern silence.

But these beings looked a little different from ordinary humans.

Some were roughly human yet bore scale armor and bone spurs.

Others had faces covered in black lines.

Clearly, all of them were Royal Court blood of the Life Ghost clan.

Just then...

The space a short distance before the throne rippled like disturbed water.

A figure materialized.

As soon as he appeared, he dropped to one knee and spoke calmly:

"My lord, the assassination failed..."

His words shattered the stillness of the hall at once.

On both sides, the high-ranking Life Ghosts,

every gaze snapped to him, filled with shock and a trace of incredulity.

On the throne, the black shadow flickered faintly.

No hint of emotion leaked out.

As if simply waiting for him to continue.

Seeing this, the figure hastened his words: "My killing blow was blocked by Fang Qingyu, and he fell unconscious as a result. But just as I was about to strike again at the last moment, Jiu appeared."

When he finished, the hall sank into silence once more.

For a long moment.

Upon the throne, that shadow merely waved a hand with unruffled composure.

"I understand."

Then turned calmly toward the two rows of Life Ghost high command below.

"In that case..."

"We go to full-scale war."

The Black Marquis seemed to lean forward slightly, his featureless face sweeping over every commander below.

"Pour out everything. Crush the Great Wall. Level the Human Race’s last bastion... before he fully matures, before our people truly descend upon this realm..."

"Take them!"

"Or else..."

"We all deserve to die!!!"