Chapter 124 Outskirts of Qingzhong Cemetery

"Brother Song!"

After the final explosion, the whole world seemed to fall into silence.

Song Ci, charred all over, was blasted out of the Golden Gate, flying far away with the countless blossoming and splitting golden fragments... He crashed heavily to the ground. Song Ci's consciousness briefly flew out of his body. The Light God Seat's relic continuously stirred divine power, and after a long, long time, he finally regained his senses.

Before his eyes were concerned, surrounding faces.

Gu Nanfeng, Zhou Wei, Bai Xiaochi... and many others.

"Are you alright, Song Ci?"

"Brother Song, how do you feel?"

Inquiries rang out in his ears.

The blood of the Undying Ones boiled and burned. Song Ci's mind was filled with the roar of aftershocks. He tried his best to prop himself up with his hands, slowly sitting up, his expression numb.

He didn't answer anyone's question.

Song Ci only looked at the farthest point his eyes could reach.

That was the gate of Qingzhong Cemetery.

No... at this moment, Qingzhong no longer had a gate.

The cemetery's Golden Gate had been blown to pieces. In Song Ci's last sense, the terrifying power that shattered the Golden Gate seemed to be heading straight for Gu Shen... What he had suffered was just the damage from the aftermath.

And Gu Shen was the one who withstood the main force of the snow tide.

He stared blankly ahead.

"Brother Song... what did you see in the cemetery?" Gu Nanfeng squatted down and asked cautiously.

"Gu Shen..."

After a long pause, Song Ci murmured, "I saw Gu Shen withstand the entire avalanche."

Everyone's expression turned heavy upon hearing this.

The wounded from the Five Great Families had been sent for treatment. This cemetery operation suffered heavy losses in Nagano due to the traitor... but thanks to Gu Shen's existence, it ultimately did not cause greater damage.

Without Gu Shen, it was hard to imagine what Nagano would look like after today.

Without a doubt.

The avalanche in the cemetery would have swallowed all the transcendents. Only titled powerhouses would have survived. The conspiracy of Gu Lushen, Bai Zesheng, Zhu Wang and his group would have been successfully realized. When the Golden Gate reopened, the entire Snow Forbidden City would have ushered in a cruel and bloody cleansing.

This group of people colluded with the God Seat of the Tower of Origin, wanting to destroy Nagano's peace!

Nearly a thousand transcendents who entered the cemetery ultimately escaped safely, about eighty percent.

Although eighty percent of the transcendents who entered the cemetery escaped... there were still some casualties. Detailed statistics have not yet been carried out.

But no matter how one looked at it, this was an incredibly successful great escape.

In the face of despair, it was Gu Shen who seized a glimmer of hope for everyone.

"That Miss Chu... is also in the cemetery and didn't have time to come out," Bai Lu said with a sad expression.

Yes, there was still one person!

At the last moment.

It was the mysterious divination disciple taken in by Master Qianye, that Miss Chu, who organized the transcendents of the Three Great Divisions and Five Great Families on the snowfield to escape together, provided accurate maps, and deciphered the specific coordinates of the Golden Gate, which led to this victory.

But now, the Golden Gate was shattered, Qingzhong closed, and she was also trapped inside.

Everyone fell silent again.

Moving the wounded, reorganizing the team, counting the survivors, sorting out the list... the Three Great Divisions and Five Great Families outside the cemetery were silently busy, but this dead and heavy atmosphere did not last long.

After only a few minutes.

"Crack," a sound echoed in the sky above the cemetery—

After the Golden Gate shattered.

The holy light-shrouded barrier also produced violent turbulence.

The flawless holy light barrier revealed a crack in the midst of a slight shattering sound.

The crowd, who had experienced a catastrophe, followed the sound of shattering, raised their heads, and looked again at the barrier shrouded in holy light... They then realized that this was not over.

"Everything... started with the Dionysus Seat..."

Bai Xiaochi saw a dazzling purple glow from the shattered holy light barrier.

His expression turned pale.

Yes... perhaps it was because that aloof Dionysus Seat had never appeared before the world.

The survivors of Nagano, after escaping the cemetery, were immersed in the joy of escaping death and completely forgot that there was still such a world-destroying existence in the cemetery at this moment!

That purple glow tore apart the holy light barrier of Qingzhong Cemetery.

The divine power of the Dionysus Seat shone out.

In the past.

The power of the God Seats symbolized warmth, light, and hope.

But for today's Nagano, this purple color symbolized slaughter, death, and despair.

"Didn't Lord Gu Changzhi... trap the Dionysus Seat?"

In the crowd, someone said in a hoarse voice.

Many transcendents fell into greater despair.

Because... like the Dionysus Seat, there was another God Seat that had never appeared before the world.

Gu Changzhi.

And he had been missing for a full twenty years. Now was the time when all of Nagano needed him the most... At this moment, even the transcendents of the new Gu family faction began to pray, hoping to see Gu Changzhi's figure.

Unfortunately.

Until the holy light barrier of the cemetery was covered with purple light and completely occupied.

The aura of the Fighting Flame had not appeared!

With a "boom".

Qingzhong Cemetery ushered in the second explosion.

And this time, the "defense barrier" that enveloped the entire cemetery was torn to pieces by the divine power of the Dionysus Seat. This barrier withstood the violent explosion and was completely annihilated. The transcendents outside the cemetery began to evacuate. After this explosion, the cemetery was no longer in an unknowable state.

Dozens of heavy fighter jets hanging in the clouds rumbled and circled in the high sky, capturing invaluable scenes of the cemetery for the command post's standby personnel.

Half of Nagano's 【Wind Eyes】 and 【Earthworms】 were urgently mobilized at this moment, rushing madly towards Qingzhong Cemetery.

...

...

The inner mausoleum of Qingzhong Cemetery.

Under the bombardment of terrifying divine power, the entire great formation of the cemetery was uprooted. The mist that originally shrouded the mountains of the inner mausoleum naturally no longer existed... Although the mountains no longer had mist, they still had a quiet and mysterious beauty.

Chu Ling slowly stood up.

Beside her, the ancient stone gate and giant mausoleum were frozen into an iceberg.

The body of the tombkeeper had been completely frozen.

And Shen Li, whom she had rescued and placed not far from the stone gate, had also been frozen into an ice sculpture.

In the entire world of ice and snow, she was the only "living person". The long skirt of the red sacrificial robe fluttering in the wind formed a sharp contrast with the silent, motionless, pale stone sculptures standing in front of the mountain gate.

No...

In fact, there was another exception.

Chu Ling slowly turned her head... In front of her, within that ten-thousand-ton heavy, constantly shaking stone gate, there was another "living person."

Even if all the Great Cold Calamity Realm was poured on one person.

It could not stop that person's footsteps.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Fine, trembling sounds continued to ring from inside the stone gate. Along with this sound, frost continued to creep out from the narrow gap between the doors.

That was already a realm of annihilation close to absolute zero.

No one saw the true scene of the inner mausoleum.

A moon-white long robe, maintaining the arc it had when it was blown by the wind, was frozen stiff and crisp.

As long as it was touched, it would shatter.

However.

The face of the young man wearing the long robe was not covered with hard ice.

The Great Cold Calamity Realm froze him.

But what truly trapped the Dionysus Seat, making him unable to move, was not the surrounding severe cold.

As a God Seat, what kind of harsh environment had he not experienced?

The Great Cold Calamity Realm was certainly terrible... but compared to the collapsed land of the old world, it was still a bit lacking.

As long as he was willing.

He could use all his divine power to break free in an instant.

What truly trapped the Dionysus Seat, causing him to stagnate and contemplate, were the words that Gu Changzhi had said in Dadu a year ago.

Those words had become his inner demon.

As a God Seat, the most powerful transcendent in the Five Continents World, the Dionysus Seat had long transcended the mundane.

But even if thousands of people shouted and tens of thousands of people chased after him, and he was given the name of God Seat.

He was still cultivated from the mortal world.

Being a human, he would feel fear.

And in the depths of his heart, he always retained his fear of Gu Changzhi, and his fear of... death.

It was because of fear that he came to the cemetery and made crazy moves to subvert the rules in Nagano.

It was also because of fear.

Until this moment, he still dared not open his eyes.

He was very afraid that all of this was a "setup" against him. When he opened his eyes and saw the light... he would see that Gu Changzhi was standing in front of him.

As countless thoughts entangled, locked, and fought.

In the end... the Dionysus Seat's heart became calm.

He let out a long breath and made the most important decision of his life.

The Dionysus Seat withdrew those divine thoughts outside the mausoleum.

"Huff..."

After a heavy, long exhalation.

The Dionysus Seat opened his eyes.

He found that everything was very beautiful.

The biting cold wind blew on the moon-white divine robe, but it could not make him feel cold.

The Dionysus Seat looked at this inner mausoleum, which had been frozen into a pale white color, with great interest, and could not help but reveal a smile.

Here, he could not sense even a trace of the Fighting Flame aura...

Fake.

The rumors of Qingzhong were fake.

Over the years, Nagano had only been pretending... Gu Changzhi was not asleep, but dead.

Then.

He felt it was ridiculous that he had been deceived by a stupid lie for so long?

He pushed open the stone gate.

He saw a young woman in a red sacrificial robe staring at him.

...

...

"Eh..."

The young man in the moon-white robe who walked out of the inner mausoleum made a very soft exclamation.

He was a God Seat above tens of thousands of people, had seen all the amazing things in the world, and had personally created countless miracles. There were very few things or people that could make him exclaim.

And the woman in front of him was indeed one of them.

The Dionysus Seat's gaze stared at Chu Ling, penetrated the red sacrificial robe, and also penetrated that layer of mortal skin. He looked directly at the blood under the skin, directly at the bones wrapped in blood... On this woman's body, he did not see the structure that "mortals" should have.

She had blood, flesh, and bones.

But... they were all created by transcendent source matter.

Even he could not create such a "living being".

"Interesting."

The Dionysus Seat smiled softly, "You don't seem to belong in this world."

A creature that even the gods could not create.

Of course, she should not be alive.

Chu Ling did not speak. She just silently twined the golden thread around her fingertips.

"Divination... Golden Thread of Fate..."

The Dionysus Seat was somewhat dazed. He murmured, "So you are Qianye's disciple."

Between the two of them, there was a dry and dilapidated body that had been frozen to annihilation. From the outside, it no longer had any vitality, but the Dionysus Seat knew that the spiritual freezing of the Great Cold Profound Realm was not true annihilation, but rather a kind of protection.

Gu Changzhi's "Four Seasons Breathing" was a breathing technique of the highest level of entering death from life.

And as the last volume of the Eight Volumes of Breathing Techniques, "Great Cold" symbolized the last rotation of the cycle of life and death!

However.

With him here, Qianye... would not live.

"There shouldn't be so many people in this world who master divination. The one in the Tower of Origin is enough."

The Dionysus Seat said quietly, "Qianye should have died long ago. As for you, a being that shouldn't exist in this world, even if you come back to life, you will be living in vain... Today, I will also send you on your way."

As soon as the voice fell.

He lightly lifted a foot and stepped down towards Qianye's body.

Chu Ling's reaction speed was extremely fast. Although divination could not calculate the actions of the flame, she understood human nature and even more so, the Dionysus Seat... Her hands were raised one step ahead of time. When she sensed that someone was still alive inside the stone gate, she had already used the Golden Thread of Fate to bind and entwine Master Qianye.

At this moment, the golden thread closed!

With a "swoosh"!

Chu Ling hugged Master Qianye in her arms and began to flee into the distance.

Facing a God Seat, divination could not calculate even a trace of vitality.

But in her heart, there was a vague direction, which was the direction she would go to without the guidance of divination...

That was the direction of Gu Shen.

Even if she died, she would die there!

The Dionysus Seat narrowed his eyes.

He did not chase.

The entire cemetery had been sealed off by his divine power.

For the Dionysus Seat, any living being in this cemetery was like an ant. Stepping on them was only a matter of taking this step or the next step.

However, at the edge of the cemetery, he faintly felt some ominous premonitions.

It seemed that a large black mist had obscured his divine thoughts?

The Dionysus Seat slowly rose.

He hung high above the top of the cemetery, looking towards the position at the end of his line of sight.

Boundless black clouds gathered above the sky. Even with the blessing of divine power, the Dionysus Seat still could not see what kind of "existence" was in the black clouds in the distance... This scene of strangeness made him suddenly wake up and become cautious.

That black cloud.

He seemed to have seen it a long time ago?

Before the Dionysus Seat could recall.

Above the sky full of black clouds, a vague figure slowly walked out.

That figure was very young.

He was shrouded in black mist, and his face could not be seen clearly.

In his hand, he held a large bow. After arriving at the cloud top, he did not hesitate and directly drew the bow and nocked an arrow, pulling the bow into a full circle. The light of annihilation condensed on the taut bowstring.

The next moment.

Let go.

The arrow shot out.

With a loud "boom"!

The clouds spread, and the arrow carried by the fully drawn bow aimed at the Dionysus Seat, shooting out a strand of hot and swift dim light!

The Dionysus Seat's expression was solemn, and he suddenly flashed away.

At the moment of brushing past this black light...

The Dionysus Seat remembered.

This black cloud and familiar aura... came from the Underworld King!

The arrow from the Underworld King did not hit the Dionysus Seat.

But this arrow hit the mountain range where Gu Changzhi was sleeping, below him.

The arrow with the power of annihilation brushed past the young man's divine body dangerously and dangerously, and directly hit the towering stone mountain of the inner mausoleum.

This arrow was originally aimed at the mountain range.

In an instant, the entire mountain range collapsed and disintegrated.

The soul fire of the deceased burned in the ground.

A fiery, majestic beam of light.

Rose into the sky.