Chapter 187 The Cursed Fate Line

Blazing fire danced, illuminating and igniting the entire dark sky!

The Black Mill Nightmare was incinerated within a few dozen breaths, countless fragments of dark spiritual energy burned to ashes...

Gu Shen slowly opened his eyes.

The tent was still quiet, but different from before.

The breaths of the four severely injured team members, which had previously stagnated... now resurfaced.

Gu Shen had pulled them back from the brink of death!

"Hoo..."

Gu Shen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Breaking through the Black Mill Nightmare was nothing to him; the real trouble was the "Heavenly Sheath Curse" mixed within.

If the Blazing Fire could devour disorderly transcendent source matter, then its level was no lower than "Heavenly Sheath"!

Using Blazing Fire to devour the Heavenly Sheath Curse was just an experiment—

Before acting, Gu Shen wasn't entirely confident.

Fortunately, the Blazing Fire had emerged victorious in the just-concluded battle.

The Heavenly Sheath Curse, which had invaded and spread through the four people's spiritual seas, was completely devoured by the Blazing Fire, but unlike before, this time the Blazing Fire did not receive any "feedback." The Heavenly Sheath Curse could be eaten, but it was not delicious.

After the little flame finished eating, the emotional fluctuations it conveyed were not positive.

If it wasn't for Gu Shen's order,

It wouldn't want to touch this thing.

"Gu Shen, I feel your 'fate line' has become turbid."

Chu Ling's voice echoed in his spiritual sea.

Although she was sitting in Zero-Zero-One, handling affairs, she had always spared some attention for Gu Shen.

As a direct disciple of Master Qianye, Chu Ling possessed the ability to "observe fate lines." In this vast world, every individual had their own destiny.

Using divination required paying a price.

Because every prediction of the future was an offense against the iron laws of time, requiring the severance of a portion of the physical body to maintain balance.

But simply observing fate lines required almost no cost... This was easy to understand. The premise of divination was to find the corresponding target's fate line. Besides transcendents and ordinary mortals, other living beings also had fate lines, even a flower, a blade of grass, a stone, or a tree.

Destiny enveloped all things.

After interacting with Netherfire, Gu Shen belonged to the kind of existence that divination could not probe—

Those beings related to the "Fire Seed," especially those life forms that had a real connection to the God Seat, their fates could no longer be tested by divination.

But their fate lines could still be vaguely glimpsed.

"My fate line has become turbid?" Gu Shen frowned slightly.

"Yes... I suspect it's the influence of the 'Heavenly Sheath Curse.'" Chu Ling said seriously. She was present when Gu Shen cleared the Nightmare World, and the formless power of the Heavenly Sheath was devoured by the Blazing Fire, which was equivalent to entering Gu Shen's destiny in another way.

Fortunately, Gu Shen was tough!

"I guess, because you are the future Nether King... the Heavenly Sheath Curse fragments in the spiritual seas of these four people cannot affect you for now." Chu Ling was not too sure. "Or perhaps the Nether King carries an even more powerful curse?"

"This..."

Gu Shen rubbed his brow, his expression complex.

He didn't know if this was good news or bad news.

The Heavenly Sheath Curse was ineffective because a more powerful Netherfire Curse suppressed it?

"In any case, you need to be more careful."

Chu Ling said sincerely, "I feel that the power of the Sword of Stone is terrifying. With your current strength, absorbing a few fragments is not a problem, but if there are too many... I'm afraid it will be bad."

"Understood. I will pay attention."

Gu Shen nodded and lifted the tent flap.

Dozens of pairs of eyes were looking at him from outside.

The sentries and doctors had been waiting by the tent all along, and they hadn't dared to make a sound from beginning to end.

Some had even added barriers and seals around the tent to isolate it from the outside world, preventing external noise from interfering with Gu Shen's "treatment"...

Seeing these expectant eyes, a warm feeling flowed through Gu Shen's heart.

Although Nagano was a city of war, encouraging internal duels to improve strength, everyone was very united when it came to performing tasks outside.

"Mr. Gu, how is the situation inside?"

The doctor who was previously in charge of the treatment asked cautiously.

During this waiting period, they had all been very uneasy.

"They're all right now."

Gu Shen smiled and said, "Send them to the rear and take good care of them for a few days, and they will wake up... But the mental trauma they suffered cannot be recovered overnight. They may still need to rest for half a year to recuperate slowly. Don't let them participate in the subsequent encirclement mission."

The doctors, who had been worried, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"As expected of Mr. Gu..."

A doctor from the seventh level of Deep Sea murmured, "We couldn't handle the trouble with our combined efforts, but he solved it easily by himself."

Another doctor said seriously, "What are you thinking? That was a nightmare cast by a fourth-order expert... I feel that the combined spiritual seas of all of us may not be as deep as Mr. Gu's."

Just as everyone was relaxing,

A blue light lit up in the distant snowfield.

This blue light was extremely fast, sweeping away the snow. It arrived outside the tent almost instantly. On the last stretch of the journey, Mu Qingyang used a precious seal artifact similar to "space movement" to bring the life-saving fourth-order doctor to the tent.

The arrival was timely,

But also untimely.

Mu Qingyang saw Gu Shen and sensed the stabilized spiritual auras within the tent.

He was stunned.

"Everyone, please make way, I'm here to save people..."

The fourth-order psychic doctor, named Ji Mo, was a middle-aged uncle. He received an emergency call for help, clarified the situation, and rushed to this place. At this moment, Ji Mo was still covered in thick frost.

"Saving people is the priority..."

He muttered to himself and walked towards the tent. As he looked up, he saw a familiar face: "Gu... Mr. Gu?"

Realizing that it was inappropriate to call him by his name, Ji Mo quickly changed to a respectful title.

"Thank you for your long journey, sir." Gu Shen said gently, "However, those people have already been cured by me and are now resting."

The doctor was stunned upon hearing this.

He scratched his head. Everyone in Nagano knew that Mr. Gu's talent was monstrous, and his cultivation speed was extremely fast. He should already have the strength of the seventh or eighth level of Deep Sea!

This was indeed impressive, but no matter how impressive, he was only in the third tier. In his understanding, completely resolving the Black Mill Nightmare probably required a fourth-order psychic to come forward!

Gu Shen took half a step to the side.

Ji Mo scanned the inside with his mental power.

It was true... The four people in the tent were mentally stable and out of danger. According to the symptoms previously described by the Mu family, these people's minds might have been suffering devastating blows.

Even he wouldn't have been able to save them so flawlessly!

"Whir..."

The snow wind blew.

In the patrol team, a Mu family eighth-level powerhouse carried a red-tasseled spear on his shoulder, which was very eye-catching.

On the tip of the red-tasseled spear was a head frozen by ice!

"Tang Ran's head..."

Mu Qingyang's expression was complex. He reached out and took the spear, examining the head frozen in thick ice, and murmured, "Did you kill him?"

"Yes."

Gu Shen smiled and said, "I met him on the road, so I killed him."

There was another burst of exclamations from the crowd.

Mu Qingyang looked at the young man meaningfully.

Was he sensing things incorrectly?

Why was Gu Shen's spiritual aura... only at the eighth level of Deep Sea in his perception?

Could a third-order kill a fourth-order?

……

……

This disturbance finally passed with only a scare.

The team set up camp on the spot and spent the night there.

Doctor Ji Mo, who had traveled a long distance, also rested with the team at the encampment.

In this encirclement mission, the division of labor was clear. The vanguard at the front was the "exploration team." Because the strategy arranged by Grandpa Gu was to advance layer by layer from south to north,

The main task of the vanguard exploration team was not combat.

These transcendents were all young people chosen as much as possible for their agile movements and speed-enhancing abilities.

One to the east and one to the west, flanking from both sides.

The leaders responsible for the "exploration team" were Gu Shen and Mu Qingyang, each leading one side.

Those responsible for receiving information, organizing encirclements, and implementing combat were Bai Xiu and Gong Zi, also each leading one side.

The eight leaders each performed their duties. Li Qingsui and Luo Yu were stationed in the rear, one responsible for transporting supplies and dealing with emergency situations, and the other responsible for contacting all parties, transiting information, and organizing and planning necessary battles of all sizes.

The remaining two, Gu Nanfeng and Bai Chen, were responsible for tasks that went beyond the encirclement mission itself.

They were titled experts.

The tasks that titled experts had to do and the battles they had to engage in were not something that others should know.

Mu Qingyang's tent was very quiet.

He sat quietly with his eyes closed, seemingly resting, but in fact, he could hear all the movements outside the tent.

At this moment, several of his subordinates, who were following him, were patrolling and whispering to each other dozens of meters away.

Although they were whispering and their voices were very small, they could not escape his perception.

"Mr. Gu's strength seems to be only at the eighth level of Deep Sea..."

"Yes, that's how I sense it too. I feel that something is not right. Mr. Gu's strength is almost the same as mine."

"You two are fools, can you be the same? Have you forgotten Lao Xu's shot during the day? He didn't even touch his shadow. In my opinion, Mr. Gu must have hidden his strength!"

"So, he is also a fourth-order... No wonder he could kill 'Soul Crusher' Tang Ran..."

These whispers made Mu Qingyang frown slightly.

These subordinates were at the third tier.

It was normal for them to be unable to see Gu Shen's "true realm."

But he was a fourth-order!

His sensing result was the same as these subordinates, Gu Shen was indeed at the eighth level of Deep Sea!

"Being able to kill Tang Ran must be due to luck."

"Are you saying he picked up a bargain?"

"Shh, be careful."

"But what I actually want to say is that. After all, my lord seriously injured Tang Ran with one shot... You were far away at the time and didn't see that shot. Oh, the sky was filled with exploding blue light, it was extremely scary. With just one shot, Tang Ran was beaten to the point where he only had one breath left."

"Hiss, terrifying..."

"Think about it, no matter how powerful Mr. Gu is, it is impossible for him to cultivate to the fourth tier so quickly..."

Someone sighed softly and smiled, "It seems that my lord is still the more powerful one. It's just a pity that the credit for killing Tang Ran will be counted on Gu Shen."

Hearing this, Mu Qingyang stopped listening.

He shook his head to himself.

He didn't care about this bit of credit, he cared about other things.

After fighting with Tang Ran, Mu Qingyang's mind could not calm down. He uncontrollably recalled those scenes he had experienced during the day again and again...

Especially those brief moments when he fought with Tang Ran.

Although his shot hit Tang Ran!

Tang Ran didn't die directly!

The long-accumulated, extremely majestic transcendent source matter had all rushed into this guy's body... Enduring such a blow, not to mention the tenth level of Deep Sea, even an eleventh-level psychic would die!

Transcendents, as long as they haven't reached the titled rank and don't have a token, are still mortal bodies!

There are too many ways to kill a mortal body.

If purely considering the angle of physical endurance, an eleventh-level psychic not dodging or evading, allowing them to attack, then a third-order transcendent would also have the opportunity to kill them... It's just that in actual combat, high-level psychics simply won't give you the opportunity to touch them!

A slight difference can lead to a huge mistake.

The probability of a third-order killing a fourth-order in actual combat is almost zero!

Gu Shen was only a third-order, how did he kill an existence that he couldn't kill with one shot?

Mu Qingyang remembered that he had deliberately checked Gu Shen's aura fluctuations, which were clean and without depletion, indicating that he didn't even get injured when he killed Tang Ran... This was likely a crushing victory.

He racked his brains, but could not figure it out.

"Brother Qingyang, are you asleep?"

A lazy voice sounded outside the tent.

Mu Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light burst out in his eyes, but it was suppressed by him in the next moment: "... Come in."

A figure in a windbreaker strolled in.

It was Gu Shen.

Gu Shen was also carrying the frozen head from the morning. After entering the tent, he first looked around... As a temporarily built encampment, the tent was naturally empty, with nothing in it.

But Mu Qingyang was sitting quietly in meditation, and the air here was filled with a scorching heat.

This guy's transcendent ability should also be "fire-type."

It was quite a coincidence, an old profession similar to his own abilities. After smelling the aura of similar abilities, Blazing Fire inevitably became restless, but Gu Shen would not give it a chance to act recklessly, suppressing it obediently.

Although he didn't know what Mu Qingyang's ability was, Gu Shen could see that—

This genius from the Nine Serenity District cultivated spear skills, and his name suited him. He was open, sincere, and very warlike!

If the leakage of Blazing Fire aroused Mu Qingyang's fighting spirit and he insisted on fighting with him... that would be terrible.

Gu Shen was not afraid of losing.

He was afraid that his ally, this fourth-order genius from the Mu family, would have his hard-earned Dao Heart shattered by a single touch from him.