"What are the consequences of not serving the light?"

The voice echoed in the mental domain woven by the Holy Arbiters.

The chanting was interrupted, and the Holy Arbiter immediately raged, "Those who do not serve the light will suffer the punishment of being burned by the scorching flames!"

These hemp robes burned with light in the darkness!

They served the light, they were not afraid of the darkness... because they themselves were the light in the long night!

The moment the words "scorching flames" were uttered, the thoughts from the mental seas of these Holy Arbiters converged and burst towards Gu Shen... A blazing pillar of light erupted within the extremely short distance of the dark alley, directly hitting its target.

Boundless flames and ashes billowed in the gale!

However.

A few seconds later, the pillar of light died out.

Pale fire flakes fluttered in the air above the alley.

There was no grand explosion as one would have imagined.

At the end of the shattered light, Gu Shen's palm was outstretched, a strand of light even more intense than all these Holy Arbiters combined... gathered at the center of his palm.

Gu Shen shook his head and whispered in his heart, "...Far inferior to Meng Xiao."

These Holy Arbiters were not considered elites.

They were generally around Tier 3, but their bodies seemed to have been tempered by some secret method, making them extremely resilient.

Their minds, united together, were just enough to restrain Song Ci.

The latter, after taking the token, was probably mentally influenced by the City of Light day and night... needing only an opportunity to enter a dream and receive the summons of the God Seat.

These Holy Arbiters were that opportunity.

"Who are you?"

After the light was extinguished, fear filled the other side of the alley.

They stared at the firelight in the young man's palm, feeling a burst of palpitations. To deal with Holy Arbiters of this level, Gu Shen naturally wouldn't use Netherfire. Merely the power of the Scorching Flame was enough.

"Who I am is not important."

Gu Shen said indifferently, "What is important is... those words you said earlier: those who do not serve the light must be punished by being burned by the scorching flames. May I ask, was I just punished?"

Hearing this, the Holy Arbiters were stunned.

Under the scouring of the majestic holy light, Gu Shen had not suffered the slightest damage.

"Does this mean that I am innocent?"

Gu Shen smiled. "This question is actually not important either. What I'm most curious about is, if you were hurt in the burning of the 'Scorching Flame', does it mean that your belief in serving the light is not pure?"

The pupils of the Holy Arbiters at the end of the alley contracted.

The next moment.

Gu Shen waved his hand.

The majestic sea of fire rose against the wind.

The Scorching Flame received its master's order, and in an instant, it submerged the entire alley. Jingtu (Pure Land) expanded its mental domain even further, encompassing all these Holy Arbiters... Soon, painful moans came from the alley.

There were many people in this world who believed in the light, but not everyone possessed an iron will like Jia Wei.

The Scorching Flame burned the mental sea, and this kind of pain was not something ordinary people could endure.

This Scorching Flame would last for quite a while.

Gu Shen flicked his fingers to block the sounds within the mental domain, and the alley suddenly became quiet... He turned around and stopped looking behind him.

Not far away, Song Ci, who was leaning against the wall, gradually woke up.

As the dream created by the Holy Arbiters shattered.

His chaotic mind gradually returned to peace.

"Little Gu."

Song Ci's voice was hoarse, and he shook his head vigorously, forcing a smile. "Why did you suddenly come? Is the matter in North Continent over?"

"It's over, everything went smoothly."

Gu Shen looked at Song Ci, his eyes filled with both heartache and helplessness. He didn't expect that this honest fool would ask about the trip to North Continent as soon as he saw him...

"No... why are you here..."

Song Ci's chaotic mind finally regained some clarity.

He asked in surprise.

"Miss Chu brought us here."

The next moment, several figures walked out from the corner. The full moon hung high, and the streetlights emitted a faint light, illuminating the faces of those who came... Chu Ling, Lu Nanzhi, and Lu Nanjin all walked out of the darkness.

"Madam, Little Lu, Miss Chu..."

Song Ci was stunned, standing there, calling out their names foolishly: "You're all here?"

"These past few days, you've been absent-minded, and I noticed something was wrong. Fortunately, Miss Chu is a disciple of Grandmaster Qianye... She immediately located you, and we managed to catch up."

Lu Nanzhi looked at the sea of fire that was still raging at the end of the alley, her face filled with worry.

Fortunately, they made it in time!

Otherwise, the consequences would have been terrible!

"Madam... I..."

Song Ci took a deep breath, wanting to say something, but eventually he could only remain silent.

Looking at the alley, he felt a bellyful of frustration.

Unlucky!

Extremely unlucky!

He was the number one person below the titled ranks of the Great Capital, but today he had almost fallen into the hands of this group of trash... And he had been seen by Madam, Little Lu, Gu Shen, and others he cared about!

Especially Little Lu, he had already seen the latter's deliberately hidden, slightly mocking smile.

"These people are Holy Arbiters from the City of Light."

Gu Shen stared at his sea of fire and said calmly, "I'm afraid this operation targeting Brother Song has been planned for a long time... They've been waiting for at least a year."

It had been more than a year since Song Ci obtained the token and emblem.

Tokens can affect the minds of transcendents... but the stronger the strength, the longer it takes.

Apostles like Song Ci, who had never even seen the face of the God Seat of Light, were actually very rare in the Five Continents. In most cases, the God Seat only needed to raise an arm, and countless people would rush forward to receive the afterglow emitted by the fire.

The God Seat was never short of apostles.

Therefore... the situation where an apostle did not serve the God Seat basically never occurred.

This was a special case.

"A year..." Song Ci thought for a while and muttered, "That's right, it seems like it. Ever since I got the emblem, I've often had dreams... In the dream, there is a high mountain and a red lake."

Hearing this, Gu Shen smiled: "Is there also someone who asks you to read books?"

"Yes... how did you know?"

Song Ci was surprised.

His expression was strange, and he said awkwardly: "At first, I was quite happy to have this dream. Because no matter how tired or sleepy I was, it would all disappear as soon as I entered the dream. But later, when that ethereal figure started guiding me to read books, I started to feel resistance."

"From what I know about Song Ci, he would rather take a beating than read a page of paper."

Lu Nanjin nodded earnestly and said seriously, "Being able to say such a thing means that he hasn't been affected by the token yet."

Madam smiled helplessly.

"The God Seat of Light... is really good at picking people."

Gu Shen couldn't help but laugh.

First Fisher, then Song Ci... Where would these two roughnecks like to read books?

"The God Seat of Light should be looking for a reviewer who is qualified to enter the 'Forbidden Book Tower'." Chu Ling listened carefully and transmitted her voice to Gu Shen: "The identity of 'Undying' should just be one of the tickets to enter."

The guidance to Fisher and Song Ci were enough to illustrate this point!

"According to Meng Xizhou, that Forbidden Book Tower was left by the ancestors of West Continent..." Gu Shen murmured: "The God Seat of Light is choosing the reviewers so carefully, which means that he cannot randomly browse the books in the tower."

"To complete his ultimate goal, he can only rely on guidance." Chu Ling said: "Under normal circumstances, the transcendent who is guided would have already stepped into the red lake in the dream, but Fisher and Song Ci are exceptions."

These two guys, by nature, hated this kind of "knowledge."

Thousands of miles away, and with iron laws prohibiting it, even the God Seat had things he couldn't do.

"I think, perhaps entering the Book Tower may not be a bad thing..."

Chu Ling pondered for a moment and said, "If they really enter the Red Lake, maybe even Fisher and Song Ci, who hate reading, will fall in love with that feeling of 'seeing everything'."

She liked reviewing, and this judgment was made using 's analysis.

"So... the Light patiently guided them for a year."

"Finally, the long guidance was only one step away, and then these Holy Arbiters appeared."

Gu Shen's thoughts became clear.

Once they entered the Red Lake, Song Ci's mind would most likely be washed away by the Light, and his previous knowledge... would be completely washed away.

No matter how firm an ordinary mind was, it was difficult to fight against a god.

Just like when Mu Wanqiu was summoned by the Underworld King – after Song Ci stepped into the Book Tower to review, it should be considered that he was successfully summoned by the Light.

These Holy Arbiters, after completing the summons, would naturally submit to the Apostle.

Mental "homecoming" was greater than everything.

Once Song Ci sincerely believed that he needed to "serve the Light," then it would no longer matter where he was.

"Holy Arbiters abandon everything, serve the Light, do not marry or have children, and must be ready to sacrifice their lives for West Continent at any time..." Lu Nanjin said lightly: "Look ahead, they are what you will become after you become a Holy Arbiter."

After hearing this, Song Ci broke out in a cold sweat.

"Fuck!" He said angrily: "I would rather become a monk, even commit suicide, than let this group of bastards get the better of me!"

"You can't escape becoming a monk, and suicide is even less likely..."

Gu Shen said leisurely: "Don't forget, you are an Undying!"

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After the sea of fire was extinguished, the spirits of those Holy Arbiters were withered.

They lay in the corner, like puppets whose souls had been burned dry.

These "zealots" did not come to the Great Capital specifically to carry out this mission. They were native locals who had been illuminated by the Light God Seat's blessing, so they were willing to sacrifice their lives for West Continent. In fact, their lives and deaths had never been taken to heart by the City of Light.

Therefore, Gu Shen did not kill them.

After this scorching fire, their faith would directly collapse and shatter... They would doubt whether they were true believers of the Light, and the Light would never ask much about this kind of wavering and abandoned chess piece.

Before long, the transcendents from the prison would come and imprison them as "out-of-control people."

They would spend the rest of their lives in prison.

"What should I do now?"

Song Ci squatted on the street in the alley, looking at the Holy Arbiters who were only empty shells, his head was three sizes too big.

These guys were spooky and not afraid of death, and they only played dirty tricks...

That was the scariest thing.

"A similar situation occurred in North Continent... The final solution was simple. The Empress took action to protect the 'Undying'."

Gu Shen said calmly: "There is only one way to get rid of the Dream of Light. Seek help from the God Seat."

"Mr. Bai Shu?"

Song Ci coughed awkwardly and said, "Isn't that a little bad? I... I don't seem to be very familiar with him."

"Leave this matter to me."

Gu Shen understood the hidden meaning in his words and smiled, "I'm very familiar with God Seat Bai Shu."

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