Chapter 168 Death List

In Xu Yan's spiritual sea, a "death list" was branded.

On this list, there were many well-known extraordinary geniuses of Nagano... and behind some names, special symbols were noted with spiritual power.

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes.

He recalled the "sea of fire and ice tide" that Xu Yan had just unleashed. Some of those extraordinary abilities clearly echoed the abilities on the list.

Before becoming famous in Snowfall Forbidden City, this man who had appeared out of nowhere had made detailed and meticulous plans.

The Fire Thief... had already begun his "operation" in Nagano.

The Source Tower had drawn up a list of potential extraordinary individuals, and Xu Yan was responsible for stealing these people's abilities and replicating them. After he completed the important "ability imprinting," his next task was to hunt down these genius extraordinaries.

Then, the portrait of Chu Ling could also be explained—

The only person who had seen Chu Ling at the bottom of the Ninghe Bridge was Bai Lu!

And Xu Yan... had contacted Bai Lu!

The Fire Thief had stolen the ability of "Thorn Dream" and also obtained an unexpected surprise!

Gu Shen's expression was calm as he replicated this memory.

This list... was also an unexpected surprise for him!

He retracted his palm.

A wisp of blazing fire emerged from Xu Yan's brow and returned to Gu Shen's fingertip, swirling and dissipating.

"Mercy..."

Xu Yan's plea for mercy only managed to utter the first syllable before it stopped abruptly.

Gu Shen waved his hand.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Thousands of strands of golden array patterns converged and shuttled, transforming into a spear that directly pierced through the head... Accompanied by the collapse of Xu Yan's spiritual sea, his physical body also disintegrated.

No matter how powerful the god's throne token was, it could not reverse life and death.

Gu Shen had no pity.

Having seized this memory, Xu Yan no longer had any value.

His only end... was death!

After Xu Yan died.

Gu Shen was not in a hurry to leave. He summoned the blazing fire and plunged it into the surrounding corpses, devouring the extraordinary source matter of the Fire Thief...

This process would still take some time.

Gu Shen sat cross-legged and slowly raised his head, his state of mind unprecedentedly tranquil and peaceful.

At this moment, the Qingzhong Cemetery was covered by the Great Cold Disaster Realm.

In the vast snowfield, the sky was dark, with only a wisp of blazing fire burning brightly.

The wind and snow howled, enveloping him.

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The only place in Qingzhong Cemetery that was not covered by wind and snow was a mausoleum prostrate beneath the surrounding giant statues.

This mausoleum was not tall.

But it was the most important place in the entire cemetery.

Two thousand six hundred and fifty array patterns used it as the core.

It was the last place of light to penetrate the darkness.

But it was also the source of the great cold in the entire cemetery.

A slender figure of a woman slowly swept out of the dark void and landed in front of the mausoleum.

Chu Ling placed the sleeping Shen Li on a stone step of the mausoleum.

After separating from Gu Shen.

In her heart, there was an extra sense of guidance... She walked towards the entrance of the mausoleum. It was filled with thick fog, and she could not tell the direction at all, so she could only rely on her intuition.

For those extraordinary individuals who had never comprehended the array patterns of the cemetery, this place was the closest to light, but also the darkest.

Countless people had tried to enter the inner mausoleum.

But the final result was the same: they lost their way in the fog and eventually left unknowingly.

But... if there was a pair of eyes that could see through the fog, suspended above the inner mausoleum at this moment, they would definitely be very surprised.

Because... Chu Ling was walking in a straight line.

A straight line leading directly to the entrance of the inner mausoleum.

Every step she took was slow and firm.

And she... really couldn't see anything.

She could only see the boundless darkness.

After a long time, she stopped, and the fog in the mausoleum slowly dissipated... A tightly closed mountain gate appeared in front of her, and in front of the mountain gate, there was a gaunt figure lying in tattered clothes and covered in blood.

Chu Ling's expression was a little unbearable.

She squatted down and held the other person's hands, which were only bones left.

Then she saw that under the cat mask, there was a pair of gentle and powerful eyes.

In the world of the Deep Sea, it was not impossible to pass through layers of fog and reach the inner mausoleum... Even if there was only a one in a million chance, as long as you tried enough times, you would definitely be able to find that "one."

However, she knew very well.

The reason she could reach this place was not because she was the "one" who successfully reached the end after deduction.

It was because she had the guidance of Master Qianye.

The golden thread of divination had already spread to the other end, waiting for her.

Perhaps...

Master Qianye had already foreseen this scene.

This was a "destined" encounter.

Under the blood-stained and dry mask, the voice of the mausoleum keeper sounded very softly.

"You are... my disciple?"

She was as weak as a handful of catkins, and would fall apart with a single gust of wind. Countless divination gold threads wrapped around her body, slowly spreading, entwining the last Qingzhong mausoleum, trying to delay the outflow of the "great cold" as much as possible.

Because it was too cold, most of the mausoleum keeper's body was covered with hard ice slag and debris.

But she still smiled.

"You look... so beautiful."

This did not sound like something a dying person should say.

When people were about to die, they often talked about regrets and recalled good things.

But the mausoleum keeper did not look at the past. She just stared at Chu Ling in front of her, staring at this moment, the present.

She said with a smile, "It's really a very good and lucky thing to be able to see a disciple like you before I die."

She used divination when she looked at Chu Ling.

In fact, when she agreed to take Gu Shen as her second nominal disciple a year ago, Qianye used divination... but she didn't see anything. The year after that was like being shrouded in dark clouds, and she couldn't see the slightest light.

But at this moment, it was different.

She looked at Chu Ling and saw surging golden light.

This was hope.

Extraordinary source matter was output from Chu Ling's fingertips. She did not skimp on the power Gu Shen had given her, and seriously injected it into Master Qianye's body... Unfortunately, this broken body had already become incomplete, broken, and irreparable in the repeated fights with fate. This was an "injury" that even the divine embryo could not make up for.

Even without today's mausoleum change.

Master Qianye's life would not have been long.

She cut off her own flesh and blood and placed it on the scales as feed in exchange for foresight of the future... And the final result must be to burn herself out.

Her life was destined to be a short-lived beauty.

Now, the moment of "withering" had arrived.

"Don't try to save me."

Master Qianye shook her head, "You should save them..."

She looked to the distance outside the inner mausoleum. The distance was the snowfield covered by the great cold, the distance was full of frost, the distance was the nameless trekkers, the sacrificers of the mausoleum, and the distance... was the people of Nagano.

Chu Ling took a light breath.

These source matter injected into Master Qianye's body had no effect at all.

She was not a divine body.

She could not bear such power.

Even if she could bear it, it would be useless... because at this moment, this body had become a leaky net with thousands of holes. How much was injected, how much was leaked out. Qianye's life, energy, and soul were only the fate that was dissipating bit by bit.

Dim golden light gathered in front of Chu Ling.

Master Qianye didn't have much spiritual power left.

She smiled and said, "These... are the remaining array patterns of Qingzhong Cemetery... In this regard, the most talented person I have ever seen is Gu Shen. When his mind is extremely quiet, he can comprehend and cultivate twenty in a day."

Just now... Gu Shen's speed was even faster than what she said!

This was almost an array pattern talent that made the world beyond reach.

However, the mausoleum keeper vaguely had a premonition.

The woman in front of her would be even more "talented" than Gu Shen in comprehending array patterns.

These dim golden lights, array patterns suspended in front of Chu Ling.

There were still a hundred array patterns left that had not been comprehended.

Chu Ling did not act like a normal person... She opened one of the array diagrams and directly comprehended it.

She just sat in front of the mausoleum, silently examining the array diagrams floating in front of her, just watching silently, it seemed that there were more things to think about than comprehending the array patterns...

She spent ten seconds.

In these ten seconds, her eyes swept over the array patterns in front of her one by one.

Then, she made her move.

Just like a normal person reading a book, she opened one of the array diagrams and placed it in front of her... This could be regarded as "opening the book," but then she did not turn the page, but chose to take down the second volume.

Once again... opening the book.

Then, the third volume.

This action became faster and faster, like flowing clouds and flowing water... Until twenty array diagrams densely filled the void in front of her, she stopped. The mausoleum keeper, leaning against the closed giant door of the mausoleum, could not help but become dazed when she saw this scene.

She did not expect that this would be Chu Ling's way of comprehending array patterns...

Could it be said that...

She was going to put twenty array patterns together to comprehend?

The biting cold wind blew past the mausoleum, blowing the red ancient sacrificial clothes, but the woman kneeling in front of the tombstone had a calm expression, like the well water on the top of the shrine mountain, without the slightest ripple.

She just started "reading" in such an ordinary way.

Twenty golden array diagrams began to be disassembled almost simultaneously. The huge computing power was linked to the thinking of the "human brain" at this moment, giving birth to unprecedented power.

Humans using the Deep Sea will always have delays... These slight delays are nothing in the eyes of humans themselves.

However, the Deep Sea using the Deep Sea will not have delays.

This is the difference between zero and one.

It was like pulling the trigger and igniting the firing pin... The "source code" girl who should have been curled up in the carriage had now come to the world, and her spiritual sea was burning like crazy.

These twenty pages of golden array diagrams began to advance at an incredible speed.

The mausoleum keeper watched this scene in a daze.

She could feel that... the spiritual paintings of these twenty array patterns were being disassembled "simultaneously." What kind of "miracle" was this?

One person reading twenty books at the same time.

She was not only reading at the same time, but also turning the next page at the same time... More precisely, it was every page.

However, a large amount of extraordinary source matter was burned and evaporated in the process of "thinking."

The consumption of energy is always equivalent.

Chu Ling was like a huge furnace. Every second that she appeared in the world required a huge price.

This was very fair.

The mausoleum keeper silently watched the divine girl in the red sacrificial clothes flying in the wind, and completed the disassembly of twenty array patterns in just a few dozen breaths.

At this moment, she understood why she could not see the "face" of this existence with divination a year ago.

Although Chu Ling did not have a fire,

But from such a thing, it was enough to judge.

She... was another kind of "god."

A hundred array patterns, it would take a mediocre extraordinary person a year to work hard day and night to master them.

And in front of Chu Ling, there were "five groups."

Each group was the same action...

Even the time spent was not much different.

The wind stopped, and the red sacrificial clothes also settled down. Chu Ling slowly exhaled a long breath. She was no longer the Source Code, not a machine. Of course, she would feel tired after thinking so densely...

This very subtle action made Master Qianye feel a little relieved.

The girl in front of her still retained "humanity" after all.

If Chu Ling didn't even need to take that little "breath"... that would be really scary.

However, she quickly recovered.

"Teacher."

After comprehending the remaining hundred array patterns in the mausoleum, Chu Ling looked back to the distance and said sincerely, "I not only want to save them, but also want to save you."

The mausoleum keeper was stunned.

She didn't understand what Chu Ling meant.

"I thought... it would be very difficult to comprehend all the array patterns in the mausoleum."

Chu Ling lowered her eyes slightly and said softly, "From now on, it doesn't seem to be difficult for me."

Not only was it not difficult?

It was almost like... drinking water.

"Gu Shen left the inner mausoleum and went to the disaster area." Chu Ling raised her head, "If I can master all the mausoleum array patterns, perhaps... the next situation will become better."

Only at this moment did the mausoleum keeper slowly recover from the astonishment.

She laughed softly.

This was a sighing laugh, but also a joyful laugh.

So... the thing she was most worried about was actually an empty cloud. The hundred array patterns that Gu Shen had not comprehended did not become the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"If you can, then take everything away."

The mausoleum keeper supported her remnant body with her remaining bony hands and slowly sat up. She leaned against the stone door and said in a hoarse but smiling voice, "I will teach you everything... not just these array patterns in the mausoleum."

The cold wind swirled.

Golden threads danced.

One wisp after another of divination gold threads fell on Chu Ling's shoulders like rain.

She looked at the cat mask in surprise.

In Master Qianye's eyes, it seemed to reflect an empty and huge familiar wilderness.

There were flowing clouds there.

There were ancient trees.

There were also papers, ancient books, and drawings flying all over the sky.

The golden threads gradually dimmed.

And the red sacrificial clothes gradually became brighter.

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(ps: 1 I was stuck today, I notified in the group that it would be later, you can add the group if you haven’t. 2. This chapter is really difficult to write, it took a long time to revise, the quality is satisfactory, but the next chapter will be more difficult to write, so the tentative update time is before 12 noon tomorrow, the number of words will be more.)