Northeast of Nagano, the frozen snow swirled.

There was a cemetery where snowflakes danced in the sky, yet within its grounds, the trees remained evergreen. As the heavy snow fell, it dissolved in the air before it could touch the leaves... If someone were to use equipment to observe the extraordinary source essence, or sense it with their mental power, they would discover the anomaly of this cemetery.

This was a "restricted area" where the extraordinary source essence was extremely concentrated, hundreds or thousands of times more than in other regions.

Qingzhong.

This was also a cemetery that remained open to the public year-round. Transcendents within Snow Forbidden City often came to Qingzhong to pay respects. Buried within this cemetery were their former comrades, brothers-in-arms, and partners – trusted friends to whom they could entrust their backs, lives, and destinies.

Sometimes, this world was like a blank piece of paper walking.

Time was like a rolling wheel.

The departed were black, the living were white.

After being ruthlessly crushed at a certain moment... the remaining paper was left with large patches of blank space.

In the world of Transcendents, being able to "live" was not easy. Disorder and loss of control were events that played out every year, every month, every day.

Adjudicators, Arbitrators, Commanders... Within this cemetery were both the fallen and the survivors.

This was Qingzhong, the "Land of Miracles" in East Continent.

A large amount of extraordinary source essence condensed here, yet it did not spiral out of control. On the contrary, it was incredibly stable. In the dozens of years since Qingzhong was built, there had not been a trace of "order collapsing," nor had a single black spot spawned, indirectly covering the entire Snow Forbidden City. This was Nagano's greatest confidence, and the project East Continent was most proud of.

Some even called it the "Land of Gods."

Mr. Gu Changzhi had been resting here for a long time, sleeping soundly in Qingzhong Cemetery day after day for ten years.

Just by taking a flight and circling above Qingzhong, one would discover... This was an incredibly vast cemetery, covering nearly ten thousand hectares. However, everything visible to the naked eye here was composed of seals containing extraordinary source essence. A large amount of extraordinary source essence flowed in a complex trajectory.

They were still disordered and elusive.

But the builders of Qingzhong seemed to have comprehended the invisible rules and applied "guidance" to them using the terrain, vegetation, and airflow... Thus, these extraordinary source essences conformed to this layer of rules, carrying out a cyclical repetition.

This was simply a... formation that was unprecedented in ancient and modern times.

The most central area was closed to the public. The central area of Qingzhong was shrouded in mist year-round. Ordinary Transcendents could not see the path clearly. Even if they accidentally entered, they would be guided by the mist and sent back the way they came.

This was the area where Mr. Gu Changzhi slumbered.

"Rumble—"

The propellers rotated, flying over Qingzhong.

Gu Shen overlooked from the helicopter, and what came into view was an endless expanse of forest. This was simply an ancient forest, he thought silently in his heart.

"This is... really too big..."

In fact, Gu Shen knew that Qingzhong was responsible for maintaining the stability of extraordinary order throughout Snow Forbidden City. Only when it was large enough could it absorb the astronomical number of extraordinary source essences.

Worthy of being called the Land of Miracles...

Thinking of this, Gu Shen glanced at the person behind him with a complicated expression.

A guy with a sack over his head was tied to the back seat, moaning and struggling hard.

It was hard to imagine that this jinxed unlucky fellow... was the one who perfected the Qingzhong Act.

"Don't move." Gu Nanfeng said peacefully with a gentle smile, "If we crash, I'll just chop you up."

Zhong Gui's body trembled, and he immediately stopped.

Unlucky!

Too unlucky!

While he was sleeping soundly... he was dragged out of Qianlong Temple. He didn't even know what was happening before he was thrown onto the plane.

Luo Fatty was personally piloting, and he was actually a little nervous. No one who had shared a flight with Zhong Gui had ended well.

Because Qingzhong was too large, if they wanted to see the tomb keeper and reach the core area, it was best to choose an aerial vehicle.

The young master insisted on bringing this guy along, and he couldn't do anything about it.

However, it seemed that things weren't as bad as he had imagined... This journey had been surprisingly smooth, with only slight turbulence in the airflow.

"Within Qingzhong Cemetery, there is an abundance of extraordinary source essence that should be disordered, yet they are exceptionally stable." Gu Nanfeng hugged his wooden sword, looked down, and said lightly, "Obviously, the 'bad luck' that Zhong Gui brings is actually a manifestation of the operation of extraordinary source essence. The 'bad luck' that is sure to work on the outside is ineffective in Qingzhong, indicating that they must also follow Qingzhong's rules."

Luo Yu seemed to understand something.

Gu Shen was also thoughtful... Cui Zhongcheng obviously understood this as well. That's why, during the development and research stage of the Awakening Act, he locked up Zhong Gui in the depths of the Huazhi Building, using a large number of strong logical materials for physical isolation.

The New World project had always been running smoothly, without any abnormal interference.

This also showed that... the "luck" on Zhong Gui was suppressed.

"It really is an indispensable link... No wonder you were invited to build Qingzhong." Gu Nanfeng chuckled softly, "I heard that you drew some of the formation diagrams within Qingzhong. You actually know how to deal with the 'disaster phenomenon' on yourself, right?"

A faint sigh came from the sack.

Zhong Gui said nervously, "Young Master, I feel the extraordinary source essence is getting stronger and stronger... Let's just wander around, okay? Where are we going?"

"To see the tomb keeper," Gu Nanfeng said lightly.

Zhong Gui immediately couldn't sit still.

He pretended to escape, but was suppressed by a wisp of breeze and couldn't stand up.

"So afraid of the tomb keeper?"

Gu Nanfeng smiled, "Think carefully, it's a hundred meters above the ground here. If you really want to jump, I won't stop you..."

Zhong Gui gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid Qianye-dashi will tear me apart."

"It's Gu Shen who's meeting him," Gu Nanfeng said casually, patted Zhong Gui's shoulder, and said gently, "We'll just wait outside... Don't worry, although you made some mistakes when you built Qingzhong, the Master isn't the kind of person who is petty."

Really?

Zhong Gui was a little apprehensive.

In the end, the plane slowly landed in front of a large fog. Gu Nanfeng and Gu Shen walked out of the cabin. The distant view could hardly be seen with the naked eye. The extraordinary source essence here was almost superimposed like a sea. It would take a very strong mental power to get a glimpse of the true appearance of the material world.

"This is the real 'Qingzhong'." Gu Nanfeng turned around and said softly, "What's outside the fog... we call it the 'Outer Mausoleum'. The inside of Qingzhong is closed all year round and rarely open."

Gu Shen reached out and wiped his brow.

A wisp of blazing fire covered his vision.

He saw a faint secluded path.

"Go ahead... Just walk forward, you will receive guidance, Qianye-dashi is waiting for you in Qingzhong."

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