Chapter 463: Will Awakening and Devouring

On the hull of the Pangu Ship, a warm golden light shone.

This conceptual force, formed from the collective will of the billions of people of the Yanhuang Civilization,

forming an indestructible spiritual barrier that stubbornly resisted the erosion of that evil will.

But the situation remained grim.

"Commander! The output of the Humanity Light Accord has reached 90%! The mental oppression is still increasing!"

"30% of the personnel on the bridge are experiencing mild hallucinations!"

Zhou Yunhai also felt a wave of dizziness, and before his eyes appeared countless illusions of fallen comrades beckoning him.

He bit his tongue hard, the sharp pain instantly clearing his mind.

"Damn it! What the hell is this thing!"

He Ge clutched his head, veins bulging on his forehead, obviously also struggling to hold on.

At this critical moment, Qin Hao's voice sounded directly in Zhou Yunhai and He Ge's minds.

"Don't panic. This will of rules is an antivirus program left by the altar's creators; its task is to erase any outsiders trying to crack or control the altar."

"It lacks true intelligence, merely a hardened set of rules. While attacking you, it unconsciously copies and assimilates your traits."

Qin Hao's voice instantly calmed the two of them.

"What should we do now? If we just keep resisting, we'll eventually break down!" He Ge urged.

"I didn't tell you to resist head-on."

Qin Hao said, "Zhou Yunhai, follow my command. I've found a 'backdoor'."

"Now send a specific civilization information sequence to you; use the data link to inject it into the brightest red point at the altar's core."

"And this is like an identity verification code."

"An identity verification code?"

Zhou Yunhai blinked in surprise.

"Yes."

Qin Hao explained, "The creators of this altar seem to have left more than one relic in the universe and have set a special 'mark'."

"Any civilization possessing this mark won't be attacked by the antivirus program. We don't have it, but we can simulate it."

"I get it!"

Hope ignited in Zhou Yunhai's eyes.

"He Ge," Qin Hao turned to the other side, "your task has come as well."

"What task?"

"Immediately connect me to the emergency channel of the Cosmic Alliance G-37 Branch, play it up! Tell them an unprecedented disaster has occurred in the Mist Labyrinth,

we've discovered an ancient war weapon about to lose control; we can't hold out much longer—please send reinforcements at once!"

He Ge instantly understood Qin Hao's intention.

This is to use the alliance's hands to conceal their impending seizure of the altar's truth!

"Good!"

He Ge immediately perked up and shouted at the communications officer:

"Hurry! Connect me to Woxi Ling! Cry and shout to her, telling her we're about to collapse and ask her to bring people quickly to collect our bodies!"

On one side, Zhou Yunhai directed the technical team, struggling to lock onto the altar's core amid severe mental interference, preparing to inject the identity verification code.

On the other side, He Ge made a heartfelt final plea for help to the alliance branch.

The whole scene was filled with an absurd yet tense atmosphere.

"Lock on target!"

"Data link ready!"

"Fire!"

An intangible beam composed of information streams pierced through layers of rule interference, precisely striking the pulsing red light at the altar's core.

Oom—

In an instant, the entire universe seemed to fall silent.

That evil will came to an abrupt halt.

Immediately afterward, the red light at the altar's core swiftly faded, replaced by a soft, holy pure white glow.

A feeling of warmth and approval emanated from the altar, enveloping the entire Pangu Fleet.

【Mark……confirmed.】

【Identity: friendly unit.】

【Clearance protocol……terminated.】

A grand voice rang out directly in the consciousness of all Yanhuang crew members.

The crisis was resolved.

However, before anyone could catch their breath, the activated altar suddenly burst forth with even more brilliant light.

A pillar of light as thick as a galaxy shot up from the altar's top, tearing through the dimensional mist and crossing vast distances,

traveling at superluminal speed, it headed straight toward the direction of the Cosmic Alliance G-37 Branch.

Cosmic Alliance, G-37 Branch, Monitoring Center.

Alarms blared throughout the base.

A technical officer responsible for monitoring cosmic background fluctuations stared wide-eyed, his eyeballs like copper bells, his jaw nearly dropping onto the console.

His finger pointing at the screen trembled, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Report… report, Chairman! Detected an unknown-source ultra-high-energy rule pulse!"

This thing…… it just gave our branch a full-body check! The defense system is as flimsy as paper paste, completely unable to block!

Inside the meeting room, the atmosphere was already tense and ready to explode.

Gu Xi Ling was arguing fiercely with several councilor representatives of civilizations—the sole issue: whether to go to the Mist Corridor to salvage the Yanhuang Civilization.

The representative of the Blue Crystal Civilization, Yun Ling, wore a cold smile, even taking a bit of pleasure in others' misfortune.

"What's there to salvage? The Yanhuang Civilization has gone completely mad—let them destroy themselves in there, perfect! Saves us trouble later with the Alliance."

"Seconded!"

"The representative of the Rift Void Civilization, Wei Sen, also wore a look of contempt: "They brought this on themselves by courting death and touching the taboo—this is their end. If we go, we might even get dragged in."

Just then, an emergency report from the monitoring center was transmitted into the meeting room.

Upon hearing the terms "Super High-Energy Rule Pulse" and "Ignoring Defense Scan," the few councilors who had just been sneering,

Their faces instantly turned uglier than after eating a fly.

"Where is the pulse's source?"

Gu Xi Ling reacted the fastest, slamming her hand on the table and standing up.

The technical officer immediately replied: "According to reverse trajectory calculation…… the source…… is exactly the core of the Mist Corridor!"

The meeting room fell silent instantly—you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stared at Gu Xi Ling, their eyes full of bewilderment and suspicion.

"Wait a minute? Wasn't the Yanhuang Civilization just crying for help on the channel?"

"Wasn't it said they could barely hold on?"

"So what's up with this pulse that can instantly cross tens of millions of light-years and scan the Alliance's branch?"

"This is a cry for help? This is clearly a show of force!"

Gu Xi Ling's heart also gave a jolt.

She also felt that pulse—though it carried no hostility, that lofty, overbearing "gazing down" sensation was like a giant looking down at ants beneath its feet.

"This is completely different from the miserable state Lie Ge described in the comms—"We're doomed, hurry up and collect the corpses"—they're like two entirely different scenes!"

"What the hell are these Yanhuang people up to?"

"Just as this bunch of old foxes were suspicious and conjuring up a hundred conspiracy theories,"

"An official battle report from the Yanhuang Civilization was timely sent to the council's desk."

"Upon opening the report, good grief—everyone fell silent."

"This isn't a battle report at all—it's practically a perfect-score essay entitled "Moving the Universe"!"

"Report title: "Report on the Heroic Deeds of Successfully Sealing the Source of the Mist Corridor Disaster"."

"The content was moving and tragic, every word dripping with blood."

"The report detailed how the Yanhuang Fleet, in a desperate life-or-death situation, discovered the truth of that ancient altar."

"It also described how, to protect the peace of the Alliance and the universe, they spared no sacrifice—even if half their warships were destroyed, they would fight to the death against the awakened Rule Will."