“Everyone has worked hard."

"Leave the rest to me."

The first thing the Empress did after her true form descended upon the Doru River Disaster Zone was to address the entire zone with her mental power!

No sound could have been more reassuring than the Empress's voice at that moment—

The North Continent transcendents who had been fighting in the first half of the river were stunned, then revealed expressions of excitement!

And those crazed bone-winged creatures actually began to retreat after hearing this voice!

They were originally fearless "death servants."

But now... they all turned around and surged toward the "Gate."

Clearly.

Those high-level creatures responsible for commanding knew that once a god-seat appeared, they would no longer be able to determine the outcome of the battle...

As her voice faded.

The Empress raised her hand and threw a punch!

The wind and snow of the Furnace Divine Domain instantly covered the entire River of the Underworld!

The powerful force suppressing Gu Shen and Mu Wanqiu directly dissolved and disintegrated at this moment!

"Boom!"

A punch unleashed a sonic boom with a thousand-meter airwave!

This was the first time in Mu Wanqiu's life that she had witnessed a truly meaningful "divine battle."

Her eyes widened, and she watched the extremely shocking and magnificent scene before her in disbelief.

Mu Wanqiu turned her head slightly, looked at Gu Shen, and couldn't speak.

At this moment, she finally knew that what Gu Shen had said before was true—

If it was just about "creating turmoil," then the chaos stirred up by the Traveler was nothing; any accomplished god-seat that had fused with a Fire Seed possessed the ability to destroy a city in a short period of time.

In the blink of an eye, several miles around would be reduced to ashes!

And they were currently in the center of the "divine battle" battlefield, with endless waves rolling over them in an instant. They were protected by the Furnace, and their minds and bodies were well-protected, but the violent explosion sounds still made their mental seas churn.

Mu Wanqiu's heart was in turmoil.

Watching a "divine battle" was extremely fortunate, but not entirely so. In a way, it was also a kind of "磨砺" (mó lì – tempering).

Forbidden existences cannot be窥伺 (kuī sì – spied upon).

Unless they truly demonstrate their power before you—

After experiencing a series of upheavals in the River of the Underworld, Mu Wanqiu's spirit had been almost exhausted, but she endured the discomfort and watched this peak duel, her mental sea churning.

She knew that this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If she didn't watch.

She would regret it for the rest of her life.

But... her spirit was already nearing overdraft.

"Relax, don't try to memorize everything."

At that moment, a gentle voice sounded.

A hand slowly and tentatively rested on Mu Wanqiu's shoulder, without directly touching it.

Gu Shen said calmly, "You can't remember the battle between the god-seats even if you watch it now. Just treat it as a feast for the eyes... During this time, I will use '炽火' (Chi Huo – Blazing Fire) to stabilize your spirit."

Mu Wanqiu was stunned.

"...Okay."

As rebellious as she was, if she had heard such instructive words on a normal day, especially from someone her age, she would have been unconvinced and wouldn't have bothered to pay attention. But now, she subconsciously responded.

Gu Shen had given her an unprecedented sense of trust.

Gu Shen had saved her once in the Underworld Temple.

Just now, he had done it again.

And there was that moment of trance at the "end of the River of the Underworld." Although she didn't know what had happened, Mu Wanqiu vaguely felt that it wasn't her own epiphany, but most likely Gu Shen had secretly helped her with "炽火" (Chi Huo – Blazing Fire)...

For some reason, she no longer had much anticipation for the mysterious "King of the Underworld."

Instead, she felt closer to Gu Shen.

Why was that?

Thinking of this, Mu Wanqiu suddenly shuddered. She quickly shook her head and cursed herself in her heart, "What an idiot! Now is a once-in-a-lifetime 'divine battle,' how can I be distracted by such useless things?!"

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...

The Traveler roared.

The Empress had actually punched away the palm he was pressing down!

The "Fire Seed" embedded in the center of his brow erupted with a dazzling light, filling almost the entire sky above the River of the Underworld at this moment. The giant's long roar shook the clouds.

He raised both hands and clapped them together—

As if swatting a mosquito!

The River of the Underworld churned violently, torn apart by two powerful gusts of wind!

Under normal circumstances, anyone would choose to retreat in the face of this world-destroying "clap"...

But the Empress didn't move an inch.

The wind and snow around her only swirled and condensed into a divine domain of about ten meters.

"Clang!!!"

A crisp, metallic clang exploded in the Traveler's palm. A silver and燦 (càn – bright) wisp of炽 (chì – blazing) light splashed out. This palm hit the Empress squarely, but only scattered silver light all over the sky, and did not shatter the divine domain at all!

The next moment.

The Empress suddenly lunged forward.

Her dancing skirt was like a blooming sword, bursting out with a brilliant cold light in the wind and snow. In just an instant, she directly pierced through the Traveler's shoulder, bringing out a splash of blood.

The giant didn't feel any pain. He stretched out his palm to chase after that wisp of silver light.

To mortals.

The Traveler's speed seemed "slow", but in reality, it was extremely fast. That towering, mountain-like palm only took a second to slap down. It was impossible to escape... But in the Empress's eyes, his speed was truly "slow" to the extreme.

Silver light surrounded the Traveler.

The Empress pointed her finger into a sword.

The "wind and snow" in the Furnace, accompanied by her pointing finger, spewed out a cold current. In an instant, thousands of densely packed small swords were suspended around the giant.

"Shhh—"

As the woman in the wind and snow clenched her fist and waved it.

Three thousand sword energies burst out together, like silver threads pulling, dragging out streaks of scarlet in the sky above the River of the Underworld.

The "Traveler," who was trying to reach out and grab the Empress, roared in frustration. At this moment, he was halfway through turning his body when he was bound by countless strands of silk. After his balance was broken, he crashed heavily to the ground!

But this was not the end.

The number of small swords in the air was still increasing, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions...

Tens of millions, perhaps even more.

The number didn't matter anymore.

This was the "Great Cold" accumulated by the North Continent territory for twenty years. Every time the Furnace erupted with heat, sending warmth to the citizens of Central City, a wisp of frost would sweep into the阁楼 (gé lóu – pavilion), silently absorbed by her. This accumulation over the past twenty years was now fully erupting!

Thousands of strands of silver light, like the Milky Way, fell and poured down on the Traveler, engulfing him.

The roaring sound shattered the gray dome.

The dazzling sword light dyed the entire Doru River Disaster Zone into daylight.

The Empress watched all of this expressionlessly.

At the same time, she also glanced at the sky above the Doru River Disaster Zone.

She knew that the Highest Seat was watching this battle through the divine mirror of the "Sky God-Seat."

...

...

At this moment, the conference room was indeed watching the battle, and even Bai Shu was there.

However, the three who were truly concerned about the divine battle did not look relaxed at the moment, and their brows were furrowed.

"She has hidden her strength..."

Feng Bao looked at the scene of the Traveler falling to the ground, lost in thought.

"The Furnace has accumulated twenty years of frost, waiting for it to erupt in one day. Staying in the阁楼 (gé lóu – pavilion) is to avoid leaking secrets... Her patience of twenty years makes even me feel忌惮 (jì dàn – apprehensive). "

Guang Ming sighed in a low voice. He said with a complicated expression, "So, all these years, what she has been waiting for as 'Furnace' fuel is this."

"'Furnace' fuel..."

Feng Bao paused for a moment, then understood what Guang Ming meant.

"The fuel for the Furnace is the 'Traveler'."

Tian Kong narrowed his eyes and said slowly with a forced smile, "I see, interesting, interesting... So, she had already foreseen the ending that this Doru River Disaster Zone would face?"

As soon as this was said, the gods fell silent.

They possessed different Fire Seed powers, enjoyed the worship of a huge number of believers, and each possessed divine miracle powers such as "Mirror Sight," "Book Tower," and "Divine Prayer," but they had no foresight about the arrival of the Eighth God-Seat.

The only one who took action was Guang Ming.

Now it seemed that the failure of the divine descent was a predetermined ending.

The Empress knew the power structure of the Doru River, and also knew that it was impossible for the true body of the God-Seat to enter with just the channel built by the Blessed Child. So at that time... she didn't even leave the阁楼 (gé lóu – pavilion), and even used the divine power of "Guang Ming" to weaken the seal of Black Snow Mountain.

This was a game of chess.

But the only one who truly planned it was the Empress.

She firmly grasped everything... And the picture reflected by the Sky God Mirror at this moment also dispelled the three gods' thoughts of stepping into the disaster zone. The North Continent Empress's power was still at its peak. The two years of sealing the阁楼 (gé lóu – pavilion) were just to absorb as much of the frost and ice power of the North Continent territory as possible, so that it could completely erupt in this divine war. Stepping into the disaster zone at this moment would undoubtedly make them the second target.

"Don't forget..."

"This little girl inherited the Fire Seed of 'War and Wisdom'."

Guang Ming's voice was somewhat沧桑 (cāng sāng – vicissitudinous). He stood up and asked quietly, "Everyone, is there any need to continue watching?"

Bai Shu sat in the corner.

He was the first to speak, smiled with some gloating, then disconnected the link, and disappeared silently from the conference room.

"This battle is over."

Feng Bao said softly, "Let's wait for the next one."

With that said, he also disconnected the link.

Only two people were left in the entire conference room. Guang Ming shook his head and dissipated into thousands of strands of炽 (chì – blazing) smoke, while Tian Kong put away the divine mirror and silently ended this emergency meeting.

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...

The feeling of being "窥视 (kuī shì – spied upon)" slowly disappeared.

The Empress sneered.

She knew that those three guys in the conference room had probably given up at this moment.

Very good.

Next, there was only one trouble left.

She lowered her head and stared at the "big guy" that she had completely grasped in her palm. Under the hammering of countless sword energies, the Traveler was still alive. In fact, he had not even suffered truly fatal injuries. His skin was broken and reborn again. The essential skill for creatures that survived in the 【Old World】 was "thick skin and flesh."

It's a pity.

Sometimes, being alive is not a good thing.

The Traveler's roaring voice was drowned out by the sword energy. He tried to stand up, but couldn't even move a finger.

No matter how沸腾 (fèi téng – turbulent) and burning the flame in the center of his brow was, it couldn't melt away this ice and snow—

This was the Great Cold accumulated by the entire North Continent for twenty years!

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(There will be another chapter tonight, those who can't wait can go to sleep first.)