Half an hour ago.

Dozens of miniature airships, streaking with light, desperately chased after the giant that was running faster and faster in front of them.

The legion commander's airship was at the very front.

Zhu Xue's domain had enveloped all the airships. She forcibly increased the energy core combustion efficiency of the miniature airships to 120%, pushing the sense of acceleration to the extreme… even so, she could barely keep up with the Traveler's progress.

The others, needless to say.

Apart from A'liuer's super-large source energy vessel, which could maintain a steady pace thanks to the power of the gods, the dukes and generals were all being left behind.

"A'liuer! Is His Majesty still not going to take action? The East Continent boundary is just ahead!"

Zhu Xue whispered into the mental link.

Releasing the Traveler in the North Continent naturally didn't require East Continent's consent… but if this big guy ran to the tundra, that would be terrible. Once this guy crossed the tundra no-man's land and reached a city in northern East Continent, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"His Majesty says…"

Standing on the giant vessel, A'liuer raised the curtain of light that contained thousands of silver swords, her expression complex. She had just received a message from the second floor of the pavilion: "Watch."

"…Watch?"

Not only Zhu Xue, but even Ziyu was surprised by this answer.

A'liuer's voice was transmitted to every miniature airship through the mental link.

The dukes and generals looked rather strange.

They wanted to watch, but the big guy's speed was too fast… if he kept running like this, who would be able to see his tracks?

"The place he's going to is probably the Tundra Prison…" Ziyu spoke again, "Are you sure His Majesty wants us to watch?"

"Yes."

A'liuer's voice was very calm, "All that's left for us to do is watch quietly."

Soon, the Traveler arrived in East Continent.

The North Continent's source energy vessels maintained their extreme speed, and the heavy mechs of the East Continent's Three Institutes were also dispatched at the first opportunity… After the two sides met, they exchanged information. Because both sides had received orders from high-level authorities, this exchange went very smoothly.

The North Continent military and the East Continent's Three Institutes reached a consensus—

"Watch."

Thus, a silent and spectacular scene appeared in the sky above the snowfield.

Dozens or hundreds of airships and heavy mechs were suspended behind the giant, pushing forward with all their might. Everyone held their breath, watching the monster running wildly across the earth, to see where it was ultimately headed.

…

…

The Traveler running on the tundra did indeed resemble the giant in legends who chased the sun.

However, what he ultimately crashed into was not the blazing sun that sank below the horizon.

But… the layers of iron walls surrounding the Sword Sheath!

"Boom!"

The high-level officials of Nagano's Three Institutes sternly issued the order to observe the Traveler. No heavy mechs rashly opened fire, provoking the giant, so it smoothly reached its calculated final destination.

The Tundra Prison.

Tens of thousands of tons of heat fog spread out. The North Continent military and the Three Institutes retreated skillfully. Countless electronic eyes dived into the clouds… but unfortunately, the fog released by the Traveler's impact on the iron wall carried a strong burning force, making it impossible to capture effective images immediately.

While the heat fog churned,

the whole world fell silent.

On the tip of the Tundra Prison's high tower stood two figures, one black and one white.

Mr. Ghost and Mr. Snow, the two guardians, were the first to receive the order from Nagano… The two of them silently watched the direction of the "Sword Sheath" core area.

"What an amazing creature from the Old World…"

Mr. Snow, pale all over, said hoarsely, "It only took one second to smash through the iron wall. If it wanted to kill a titled expert, it should only need that much time, right?"

The heat fog churned.

The impact of this collision was so strong that even the two guardians on the outermost edge of the iron wall could feel it… Obviously, the cages in the Sword Sheath area had loosened.

However, the two Great Prison Wardens were not worried at all.

The orders they received… came from Nagano's Kiyotsuka Mausoleum.

Lord Dou Zhan Shen Zuo was watching here!

At such a moment, wanting to "escape" was undoubtedly foolish… Compared to serving their sentence, the big guy who had smashed through the iron wall was clearly even more terrifying!

What titled experts, what high-risk prisoners, could be crushed with just one foot.

And the situation in the core area at this moment was exactly as Mr. Ghost and Mr. Snow had predicted.

The Traveler's impact on the iron wall caused great damage, giving many prisoners a chance to escape… However, these prisoners had not moved at all so far, not only because they didn't dare, but also because they couldn't!

The majestic divine pressure washed over the earth like a waterfall!

The power of the "Traveler" suppressed everything within a few miles, making it impossible to move!

…

…

The heat fog churned.

No one could see what the core area of the Sword Sheath looked like at this moment… except for the gravekeeper who was closest to the Traveler.

"G-ghost… ghost!"

The gravekeeper's expression was pale. He was so frightened by the close-range impact that he fell to the ground.

The big guy's divine power was too fierce.

He could barely move… Even if he tried his best to escape at this moment, he would only stagger and stumble.

"Roar—"

Another high-pitched roar.

The gravekeeper subconsciously turned his head. He watched the giant suddenly crouch down, running its hands over the rough surface of the Sword Sheath. The palms and the stone sword sparked with hundreds of meters of blazing light. Finally, its ten fingers gripped the base of the Sword Sheath and tried its best to pull it out!

Nothing happened.

The Sword Sheath did not move at all. This stone sword was firmly inserted into the earth!

For six hundred years, Nagano had tried countless methods.

The Traveler's strength was certainly great…

But East Continent's Dou Zhan was not inferior in strength!

Back then, Mr. Gu Changzhi had come here after becoming a God Seat and tried to hold this stone sword with his own hands, but in the end… he also failed to pull it out.

Sure enough.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

No matter how hard the Traveler tried, only violent tremors radiated from the Sword Sheath. There was no further movement.

The gravekeeper didn't know if it was his imagination.

He always felt that the ugly, clumsy face seemed to be staring at him, even while pulling the sword.

The big guy seemed to be trying to convey something to him.

"Run…"

The gravekeeper fell beside Gu Nanfeng. He was lifted up by the young master of the Gu family, his voice weak, "Run!"

Gu Nanfeng's expression was also pale.

He was enveloped by the divine power of the fire seed… His speed was extremely slow at this moment.

"Kang!"

The Traveler maintained this posture, roaring at the sky, uttering an obscure syllable that shook the heavens.

The entire Tundra Prison was swept away by the sound waves!

The gravekeeper, who had finally reunited with Gu Nanfeng, was blown away by this sound wave. He fell heavily into a snow pit. He raised his head and felt a warmth on his forehead. Hot blood flowed down… But he didn't feel any pain at this moment.

The gravekeeper staggered to his feet and supported himself on a slender stone as tall as his waist.

Only then did he realize… that the Sword Sheath had been shaken. Countless broken "stone chips" had been crushed and blown away by the big guy. The piece of flying stone beside him had broken off from the Sword Sheath's surface.

How unlucky.

He… was indeed plagued by bad luck.

He hadn't encountered any accidents during the long journey, so after arriving at his destination… he encountered this incomprehensible disaster.

However… it seemed that someone was even more unlucky than him.

The gravekeeper looked up at the nearest iron cage. A transcendent was pierced through the chest by a "Sword Sheath fragment." The hands that grasped the Sword Sheath fragment only held on for a few seconds before falling weakly. A large amount of blood flowed out of the iron bars and formed a scarlet stream… This unlucky fellow, even more unlucky than himself, had died just like that.

Compared to him,

he had only suffered a scratch. Perhaps this could be considered good luck?

He laughed self-deprecatingly, then glared coldly at the monster pulling the sword.

Two gazes met.

The Traveler, who was desperately trying to pull out the Sword Sheath, suddenly became quiet. It was burning with raging flames. In the center of the frenzied storm swept by countless sound waves, it once again uttered obscure and complex syllables. No one could understand what it was saying.

Except for the gravekeeper.

"Master."

Xing Yun stood blankly in place.

The obscure ancient text entered his spiritual sea… Without any thought, the corresponding meaning emerged.

Master…

That guy was calling him master.

The big guy's ugly, ferocious face seemed to become gentle at this moment.

"Finally… we meet again."

What did this mean?

He didn't know this guy at all…

Enveloped by the heat wave, Xing Yun suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness welling up from the bottom of his heart.

Deep in the spiritual sea of Chang An, it seemed that a glimmer of light was about to ignite…

The giant's voice also became familiar.

"Please… pull it out."

The next moment.

In the clouds above, sharp sounds of rushing wind surged. A'liuer, carrying the Empress's token, finally stopped watching quietly… Ten million cold North Continent swords broke through the silver screen in her palm and crashed toward the burning "Traveler."

The overwhelming silver swords penetrated the Traveler's chest, back, and head.

"Clang!"

The giant's head crashed heavily against the hard shell of the Sword Sheath.

It stubbornly endured the Empress's sword strikes, trying its best to knock its forehead against the indestructible stone sword!

The seemingly crazy roar, in the gravekeeper's ears, sounded like a humble plea.

"Please…"

"Pull it out!"

Debris splattered.

The entire snow cage was covered in the grey Sword Sheath stone fragments. The transcendents responsible for guarding the Tundra Prison had begun an emergency evacuation. Gu Nanfeng, who had recovered, rushed over and dragged the gravekeeper toward a safe area.

Xing Yun stared blankly at the giant who was constantly knocking on the stone sword's scabbard.

Once.

And again.

He only felt sadness, but he didn't know where the sadness came from. It was as if a distant memory was about to awaken, but unfortunately, the glimmer of light in his spiritual sea that was about to ignite… ultimately extinguished silently…

In the end, the world returned to silence.

Ten million silver lights were densely packed, inserted into the Traveler's back.

The "god" from the Old World knelt before the Sword Sheath.

Until death,

it failed to pull out this fallen "stone sword."

Nor did it awaken the true "sword puller."