The towering and chaotic light column in the church area swayed in the night sky, rendering Elorcia City into an eerie painting.

The piercing alarm ripped through the sky, and countless figures began to surge towards the light column, gradually throwing the city into chaos.

Jeming and his companions thought that causing such a commotion would make it very difficult to escape from the Royal City.

Seraphina's presence was almost minimized, that was her unique talent, allowing her to gain precious escape time even when confronted by a demigod.

Kaelen was shimmering with complex radiance, Anya was surrounded by a faint green light, and Reks had intricate runes flickering at his fingertips.

Besides their individual talents, they spared no effort in taking out high-tier witchcraft artifacts to cast protective magic on themselves.

Reks had even prearranged his army of mechanical bodies, waiting in some concealed forest on the outskirts, ready to assist at any moment.

Once the enemy deployed demigod-level power, this massive cluster of mechanical bodies would immediately self-destruct as a delaying tactic, buying them time to escape.

However, to everyone's surprise, their escape was surprisingly smooth.

Although the Royal City was quite chaotic, and the alarms echoed through the sky, perplexingly, no actual high-ranking officials appeared to take charge.

It was as if the entire kingdom's high ranks, including dozens of legendary powerhouses, had secretly vanished.

"Strange…" A strong sense of doubt surged in Jeming's mind.

This chaos was not the inevitable result of the array being activated.

On the contrary, this "headless" state seemed more like some other reason was secretly obstructing the command system of the Royal Capital.

"Could someone else be taking action?"

"Not sure…"

"But it's good for us."

"Forget it, the sooner we get out of here, the better!"

They encountered no obstacles and quickly broke through the outer defensive ring of the Royal City, escaping into the dense forest outside.

Soon, the group stood on a small hill on the outskirts of the Royal City, with the brightly-lit yet chaotic Elorcia City behind them, the faint sounds of alarms and the cries of the populace reaching their ears.

It was now certain, they had indeed escaped.

Just then, the five of them suddenly changed their expression, almost simultaneously looking up sharply.

The sky, which should have been illuminated by the chaotic lights over the Royal Capital, was now dominated by an even more terrifying spectacle—a gigantic rift!

It looked like a void split in the celestial curtain by a giant axe, deep and twisted, emanating law-like fluctuations that set one's heart trembling.

That was the sight of the plane barrier being torn apart!

Jeming's pupils shrank suddenly.

"How… is this possible?!" he blurted out.

It's not even time for this month's contribution points statistics, why have high-tier wizards already torn the barrier?

Most importantly, this time, instead of just one high-tier wizard's projection as usual, several high-tier wizard apparitions appeared at once!

Almost the instant the plane rift fully opened, several colossal and indistinct figures poured out from the crack!

These apparitions stood outside the plane rift, exuding an abyss-like vast and majestic pressure that made the atmosphere of the entire Elorcia Plane tremble.

The power was so strong that it made these low-level wizards tremble from the depths of their souls.

Almost at the same moment when the high-tier wizard figures emerged, brilliant divine light surged into the sky from the depths of the Divine Hall in the Royal Capital, from the distant Holy Mountain, from places where the Power of Faith gathered.

Those were the divine figures of this plane!

They sensed the plane barrier being torn and projected themselves immediately.

The divine figures' apparitions quickly appeared around the plane rift, clad in sacred light, their faces stern, but seeing the several high-tier wizard apparitions, their originally calm expressions changed dramatically, eyes filled with outrage and vigilance!

"Wizards!" a divine figure roared in fury.

Immediately, a violent war erupted between the two sides!

The vast divine power and profound witchcraft clashed thunderously outside the plane barrier; each impact was like a meteor streaking across the night sky or two mountains colliding, producing deafening booms.

It was a confrontation of law against law, will versus will.

The entire night sky trembled, the energy ripples like a fierce wind swaying the lights of the Royal Capital below unsteadily.

However, this time, the wizards didn't seem inclined to hold back.

They no longer just dispatched a mere apparition to probe or intimidate, but with several high-tier wizards joining forces, they quickly shattered the surrounding divine apparitions in a near-overwhelming manner!

"This is... so strong!" Kaelen murmured lowly.

The others remained silent, but their eyes were also filled with shock.

This must have been the first time they saw High Tier Wizards unleash their full power, while the phantom of the Divine Spirits appeared fragile before the Wizards.

The holy light rapidly dimmed under the erosion of witchcraft, and the Defense Array was instantly torn apart. Those Deities who were usually high and mighty now let out angry and unwilling roars under the Wizards' attack. Their bodies continually disintegrated and then struggled to reform.

The Divine Spirits fought back desperately, summoning the Angel Legion and descending divine punishment, with holy light surging towards the Wizards like a tide.

The holy light scattered, the silhouettes dimmed, and the angels dispersed into light spots with a roar.

Seeing the impending destruction, in the sky, a colossal and ancient phantom of a Divine Spirit suddenly emitted a roar that shocked the Plane—it was the phantom of the God of Gods!

This being let out a deafening roar, filled with shock, anger, and determination.

The Main Gods around, after a slight hesitation, also began to absorb the remaining Power of Faith, igniting Divine Flame, evidently preparing to enhance their strength, stir up the Plane Origin, and perish together with their enemies...

Then... the war ended.

Jeming and the others felt as if everything before them suddenly skipped a frame.

One moment, violent Law Level clashes were still occurring in the sky, the God of God's roar was still echoing in their ears, everything seemed to be racing towards a jade-burning ending.

But in the next moment, the scene before their eyes suddenly changed.

All the Divine Spirits, including the roaring God of Gods, including those struggling Main Gods, were tightly confined by the Wizards in all sorts of incredible ways.

Some were bound by chains, some were confined by runes, and some were thrown into mysterious bottles, leaving none untouched.

The Angel Legion, likened to lambs awaiting slaughter, were collected in droves by the Wizards, leaving not a single one!

The phantoms in the sky that represented the Divine gradually dissipated, leaving only their bodies firmly gripped in the hands of wizard phantoms.

This represented that the Divine Spirits had been thoroughly sealed, like captured test subjects, silently floating mid-air, having lost their former sanctity and majesty.

This bizarre and rapid scene shift even made Jeming and the others feel a wave of nausea.

By the time Jeming and the others realized what had happened, everything was already settled.

The Wizards had fastidiously sealed the captured Divine Spirits and Angels in a variety of ways.

This brief instant seemed like a war spanning several eras.

However, in an area unknown to Jeming and the others, within a temporary Spiritual Domain formed by the Spiritual Power released by the High Tier Wizards, powerful wills clashed rapidly.

Each clash transmitted a massive amount of information around... It was essentially a large "group chat" set up by the High Tier Wizards.

"No wonder that old fellow Locke suddenly intervened during last time's contribution point calculation, turns out he noticed these youngsters' actions and wanted to capture the Divine Spirits first!" an old voice said with a hint of displeasure.

"I knew that old bastard had a sneaky plan, he wanted to strike first, as always, stealing the kills!" another voice complained.

"These young ones are really ruthless now, this method of corrupting faith reminds me of my first time exploring such a Plane..."

"You're talking nonsense; back then, you were as cowardly as a dog, hiding for ages before daring to come out!"

"Bastard, do you want to fight?!"

"Come on, let's hurt each other! Believe it or not, I'll secretly dissect all your test subjects!"

Despite the bickering among the High Tier Wizards in the Spiritual Domain, they outwardly maintained a dignified appearance.

They stood tall, exuding strong authority.

After collecting all the Divine Spirits, even Angels, leaving none behind, this group of High Tier Wizards reservedly nodded slightly towards Jeming and the others' direction, as if affirming their contribution.

Then, without looking back, they turned and passed through the giant Plane fracture, leaving Elorcia Plane.

Jeming rubbed his eyes, unsure if he had seen correctly.

He had a feeling that among those High Tier Wizards, one appeared somewhat bruised and battered (Witch Locke who had just been pummeled by a group of High Tier Wizards), but he couldn't be certain.

The Plane fracture rapidly healed after their departure, the sky returned to darkness, only toward the direction of the Royal Capital continued flickering with strange mixed lights.

Everything returned to calmness, as if the earth-shattering battle just now was merely an illusion.

The five stood in the dense forest, looking at each other in shock and disbelief etched on their faces.

They initially thought their corruption plan was just to give High Tier Wizards an "opportunity," a momentary "window."

But unexpectedly, the High Level Wizards acted so quickly, immediately seizing the opportunity once discovered.

Just as Jeming was digesting the astonishing scene just now, his Witchcraft Artifact flickered with a light, it was active communication from the Wizard Camp.

A deep and authoritative voice transmitted directly into their consciousness: "This trial task has been completed ahead of schedule. All Apprentices, return to the camp immediately, your performance in the Plane will now be evaluated for this contribution!"

Upon hearing this news, even though it was a result of his own actions, Jeming still felt somewhat dazed.

Is it... over?

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