Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

The festive aura that had colored the atmosphere of the various powers that were gathered in sh.i.p.s around the door of the First Hell slowly began to dwindle as more and more powers knew of the deaths of their disciples or trainees.

Many of these powers had various ways to keep track of the status of their disciple, the number of those facing death quickly becoming known as murmurs began to spread throughout. They could all feel it- something was different about the Infernal Hunt currently taking place!

"Too many of our disciples are losing their lives, and too quickly at that!"

"Something is wrong, our Core Disciples would never be taken down this easily. We need to send others in to investigate."

Various interstellar sh.i.p.s were sending communications back and forth as disorder continued to increase, with no answers in sight as the being responsible, the Infernal Aberration, reaped the lives of trainees and disciples so fast that not a single one had been able to come out alive from the encounter.

This was true, until just recently!

A distraught disciple from a Sect in the World of Cultivation was teleported back to their ship, and they returned with great fear in their faces, their body being greatly injured.

After they were healed, terrifying words came out of their mouths that allowed for the observers around to finally get a grasp of what changes had occurred in the First Realm of Hell.

"A-...An Infernal with power much higher than the Void Fimmerment realm is in the First Hell!"

"What!"

"Impossible!"

Unbelievable shouts were released from those that heard the words from the distraught disciple, as they directly violated the one rule all of them understood about the Infernal Hell- the fact that any being higher than the Void Fimmerment rank would be rejected from the First Realm of Hell.

The Saint Realm disciple shook their head despondently as they released defeated words.

"I- I watched my fellow disciple ripped apart in less than a second, the only reason it did not get to me too was because I cowardly activated my medallion the moment Senior Sister Judy died in front of me."

Elders of this organization listened to the account of their disciple as their gazes hardened, sharing this information with the other powers surrounding them as

they quickly acted as the organizations that could contact their disciples through unique ways sent messages for

not have ways could only look on anxiously as they felt the lives of more and more disciples quickly snuffed out. Unease began to spread amongst the various powers gathered around the door of the First Hell as they did not know exactly what to

true, this meant that even if the Elders of the various powers at the Void Firmament Realm entered to try and save their disciples, they would be facing a similar situation of battling a terrible infernal that was

direction as they felt the aura of a ridiculous level of power they normally never came across rush towards them. Only a second passed before this aura became visible to the n.a.k.e.d eye,

near the door leading to the First Hell as they stood valiantly in space, their aura wildly pulsating out and making many of those

the image of a wizened old man serenely standing in space. The gaze of the old man glanced at the door of hell briefly before it turned towards the Interstellar Sh.i.p.s around it,

this powerful old man. Their gazes were those of

Realm, one that the disciples will not be able

the frightened disciples, with one of the Void Rank figures, Elder Spacewarp

"What can we do?"

Grandmaster landed on him as he

alive, while the disciples still in the First Hell need

the Void

be going in personally to help take down this

powerful beings became tenser as they heard this, one of them voicing out with a

sadly just be fuel for this Aberration to grow stronger. Our

"Hush."

word caused utter silence in the surroundings as the Celestial Grandmaster raised his hands, multiple golden lights releasing from his fingers as they descended into the bodies of the Void Rank Elders and Leaders of various

OOOM

as golden runes became etched into their bodies, feeling

of descending into the First Realm of Hell because of your levels of power, yet being able to use much more with

felt tremendous strength flowing through them as they looked towards the Celestial Grandmaster with shaking

you all as you face the Aberration. Failure will

accustomed to this new feeling of strength, their figures turning into streaks of light