Chapter 1 For Whom Is It Difficult

For everyone else in this world, it would be incredibly difficult to come into contact with the power of a Fire Seed.

Leaving aside the God Position, how many Apostles are there in this world?

But… for Bai Shu, it wasn't difficult.

In his youth.

Bai Shu was the most powerful contender for a Fire Seed in the entire East Continent. As the invincible figure of Nagano, he had long regarded the Douzhan Fire Seed (Fighting Fire Seed) as something in his pocket. It was just that in the final showdown… he lost to Gu Changzhi.

For Bai Shu, losing to Gu Changzhi meant that he could no longer become a God. Not only because the other Fire Seeds would not accept him, but also because Bai Shu's dignity would not allow him to do so.

Seek another path to godhood after being defeated?

He couldn't do such a thing!

And now… even though the Pluto Fire Seed was right in front of him, he did not reach out to "pick" it.

Because Bai Shu knew that he was not destined for this Fire Seed.

"It's getting late."

Bai Shu said, "This place will soon be submerged by the power of the Pluto Fire Seed."

He reached out and took down the wooden tokens suspended in the air.

These five inconspicuous little tokens symbolized the highest honor of Nagano's five great families. For him, however, they were useless. After taking them down, he casually threw them to Gu Shen.

Gu Shen caught the wooden tokens and carefully put them away, asking in confusion, "Senior… isn't your Daoliu (Reverse Flow)..."

Earlier, Gu Lushen had even activated the array patterns of the Colossus Ruins, almost completely releasing the Pluto Fire Seed!

Under such circumstances, Daoliu (Reverse Flow) had forcibly closed the gate of the sky.

He thought that the disaster in the cemetery could be avoided.

"I am a man, not a god." Bai Shu said helplessly, looking at the terrifying power above the sky, and said in a deep voice: "This Fire Seed is recovering… Even if the array patterns of the Colossus Ruins are not loosened, it will still gradually recover its power. Unless a God takes action, no one can stop this."

The one who truly triggered this phenomenon was not Gu Lushen.

It was Dionysus!

Because of his arrival, Gu Changzhi's Douzhan Fire Seed (Fighting Fire Seed) was unable to suppress the Pluto Fire Seed, and thus the slow awakening of this Fire Seed occurred!

Gu Shen gritted his teeth, somewhat unwilling.

The power of this Pluto Fire Seed was indeed too powerful.

The next wave of awakened spiritual sea surge should reach the outer mausoleum…

However, the good news was that Bai Xiu and Bai Xiaochi did not chase after them… Presumably, they must have led the transcendents to evacuate outside the cemetery!

The biggest trouble was not knowing how much time was left before the Pluto Fire Seed awakened?

"My Daoliu (Reverse Flow) is constantly piecing together the cracks in the sky."

Bai Shu said calmly: "Although it cannot be stopped, it can delay it for some time… This is the only thing I can do."

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"Area A1, assembled, a total of twenty-three people."

"Area A2, assembled, a total of eighteen people."

On the snowfield, one team after another was trekking with difficulty, all converging towards a certain common point, which was the "meeting point" marked on Chu Ling's map.

Beneath the appearance of the Great Cold Calamity encompassing the Qingzhong Cemetery, there was actually a real map corresponding to reality.

And the location of the Golden Gate in the real world was not far from the meeting point.

The team formed by the Bai Clan's transcendents, after completing the assembly at the entrance of the snow forest, received the task of summoning all the transcendents in the cemetery to evacuate… Thus, this hundred-man team dispersed, and Chu Ling divided the entire Great Cold Calamity map into nearly a hundred areas. This hundred-man team quickly divided, two people in a group, each group responsible for searching a snowfield area.

Although the snowfield was large, under such detailed planning, the assembly map was greatly reduced, and the efficiency of summoning was improved.

But this was still an arduous task.

Because there was not much time left for them… The initial instruction was 23 minutes.

However, these transcendents who entered the cemetery were all well-trained elites. In just 18 minutes, more than five hundred people had completed the assembly and arrived at the target location.

This was already a very high completion rate.

If Shenhai (Deep Sea) were to command this mission, being able to evacuate more than 50% of the transcendents would be considered fulfilling the criteria… Because according to Chu Ling's incomplete statistics from divination, many transcendents had already lost their lives in the current Great Cold Calamity.

Xu Yan had killed many talented transcendents.

In addition, the snowfield environment was too harsh… Some people had also encountered accidents.

"Miss Chu… How is the progress of cracking the Golden Gate?"

Within the stipulated time, Bai Xiaochi completed the summoning task for a full three large areas and came to the meeting point. A powerful title like his naturally had a more arduous task… Although he was injured, simply running and rescuing would not affect his efficiency much.

Bai Xiaochi did not dare to urge, but lowered his voice and asked.

He looked at the direction of the inner mausoleum in the distance with some worry.

For him… he could completely resist several more waves of the "spiritual sea surge."

However, others did not have such strong strength.

Even if he opened the Zhaoming (Illuminating Darkness) domain, the number of transcendents that Bai Xiaochi could protect was limited.

The speed at which Chu Ling cracked the Golden Gate determined whether this grand rescue plan could succeed.

"Estimated… ten more minutes."

Chu Ling, sitting cross-legged in front of the mountain mausoleum stone gate, had her red clothes fluttering.

Her hands were constantly flying in the air like butterflies穿花, countless golden lights turning into codes and logic, crazily calculating with the blessing of the "divination technique"... And those ten white and slender fingers were disassembled, turning into circles of golden threads.

A Golden Gate, turned into a virtual image, projected in front of her.

The "spiritual coordinates" corresponding to this gate were constantly being analyzed and disassembled… This seemingly ordinary cemetery giant gate contained an incomparably vast amount of data inside. She felt tired for the first time.

It would take ten more minutes to disassemble the Golden Gate.

However, according to the estimate, there were only seven minutes left before the next wave of spiritual sea surge would flood into the outer mausoleum.

The power of that sea surge would be unprecedentedly strong.

Once it rushed into the outer mausoleum world, those transcendents who had arrived at the meeting point in advance might be able to resist slightly due to the distance… But those transcendents who had not yet been found, as well as the rescuers performing the mission, might truly be in trouble.

As Shenhai (Deep Sea), she did not need to care about those "small probabilities", and only needed to focus on the survival rate of the task completion.

But as Chu Ling… she wanted to save every innocent person in the cemetery.

"Faster…"

"A little faster…"

While disassembling the specific coordinates of the Golden Gate, Chu Ling observed the movements of the entire snowfield.

"There are still fourteen areas of transcendents who have not felt the meeting point… The next wave of spiritual sea surge is about to arrive."

The last minute.

Bai Xiaochi gritted his teeth, he was waiting for a miracle…

Unfortunately, the miracle did not appear.

Seven minutes arrived, and the disassembly of the Golden Gate was not completed.

All the transcendents held their breath, waiting for the rumbling in the distance… They still did not know what had happened in the cemetery, let alone the existence of the third Fire Seed, but only knew that a terrifying force was about to erupt in the cemetery.

Right now.

At this moment, many people still held a fluke hope. Perhaps Chu Ling's prediction of the time of the disaster outbreak would not be so accurate?

However, they were all disappointed.

"Rumble—"

An earth-shattering tremor resounded from the end of the horizon of the snowfield world!

That was an almost desperate scene.

An unprecedented avalanche surged like a destructive force, sweeping away枯木 (kumu, withered trees) and forests all the way, wantonly destroying everything in this spiritual world. The Pluto Fire Seed greatly broke free from the suppression, and spontaneously wanted to ravage the spiritual power that bound it here.

"Everyone… Level One alert!"

The Tribunal, the Prison, the Command Post.

The Gu Family, the Bai Family, the Gong Family, the Mu Family, the Li Family.

The Three Offices, the Five Great Families, all the transcendents who arrived at the meeting point, at this moment, unhesitatingly took out their sealed objects and poured their power into them. Streaks of blazing brilliance lit up and gathered on the snowfield. They worked together to create a spiritual barrier to resist the spiritual snow tide… Even if every strand of power here was not strong, it gathered together to form a thick wall of light!

"Wait a minute…"

Someone whispered in surprise: "The speed of that snow tide seems to be wrong?"

Bai Xiaochi narrowed his eyes.

He could see that when the snow tide surged, it seemed to be blocked by something… The momentum of engulfing everything was constantly stagnating, so that the frantically superimposed waves were also hit again and again.

It was as if a force was resisting the snow tide.

"Miss Chu, is that you?"

"It's not me."

Chu Ling, sitting in front of the mountain mausoleum, also saw this scene and responded: "...It's Gu Shen."

Those scattered transcendents were rushing towards the meeting point of the snowfield. They vaguely saw a tiny black dot in the sky above the vast and surging avalanche behind them.

That was a young man with tattered clothes.

The clothes on him… were the black robes of the Tribunal!

"It's… Gu Shen!"

Someone recognized the figure flying in the air.

That figure was not "fleeing."

But resisting the entire magnificent snow tide!

He stretched out his hands, resisting the rolling avalanche, as if he was an "ant" that was stubbornly confronting a big tree, and yet this ridiculous and absurd action… really worked!

Visible to the naked eye, the snow tide paused again and again!

In front of Gu Shen, thousands of golden lights bloomed, winding into an indestructible wall of light.

"It's Gu Shen… He has comprehended Grandmaster Qianye's array patterns!"

Bai Lu shouted loudly.

Countless people were excited by it.

Only Bai Xiaochi had a complicated expression.

Because this time, he saw clearly.

Behind Gu Shen, in the wind and snow, a blurred, thin and old figure appeared.

Except for Bai Xiaochi, who possessed the few bloodline powers of the Bai Clan, no one saw this scene.

Gu Shen stretched out his hands and pressed against the snow tide.

The old man stretched out his single palm and pressed against Gu Shen.

One old and one young, just like that, little by little, resisted the spiritual sea surge of the Fire Seed.