After the "Divine Advent," Gu Shen sensed the change in the Ruler of Truth.

The Ruler of Truth, developed to 200%, could directly erase the existence of something.

This wasn't the power of creation... but destruction.

"For everything gained, something must be lost."

Gu Changzhi said, "If you cannot suppress the evil thoughts in your heart, then the more you seize from the 'Ruler of Truth,' the easier it will be to become a Fallen..."

"Regarding evil thoughts... is there a way to suppress them?" Gu Shen asked with a frown.

"...Breathing technique."

The man on the golden throne slowly said, "The essence of being Fallen is that the physical body cannot bear the spirit. A good breathing technique can greatly reduce the risk of a transcendental being becoming Fallen."

He said meaningfully, "If you don't want to be disturbed by evil thoughts, you can practice the best breathing technique in the world..."

Gu Shen was stunned.

The best breathing technique in the world... wasn't that...?

The man shrouded in the Great Sun's Radiance smiled enigmatically.

The answer was already very clear.

"...Jingzhe?"

Gu Shen recalled the spiritual world where he met the gravekeeper.

No... it wasn't just Jingzhe. Gu Changzhi had left behind several volumes of breathing techniques. Jingzhe was just one of them.

"I hope you can cultivate the complete 'Four Seasons Wilderness.' For the 'key' that Turing placed great hopes on... finding the scattered breathing techniques shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Gu Changzhi paused and smiled, "After all... you have Chu Ling's help."

As he spoke, his figure gradually began to dissipate. The tall body on the throne transformed into scattered pieces of blazing light, and the entire Divine Realm was no longer as stable as before.

"Is time running out?" Gu Shen's heart tightened.

He still had many questions to ask.

If that insignia was a token from the Light City's Divine Throne... why could it summon Gu Changzhi's Divine Advent?

Why could he perfectly bear the divine power?

And... his origins, the origin of the Blazing Fire, the whereabouts of those breathing techniques...

"Well... you should still have many questions, right... young man..."

Gu Changzhi smiled.

He raised his head, looked at the sky, his eyes a little erratic, and his voice also became erratic: "Due to unspeakable reasons, I cannot leave Qingzhong... a 'Divine Advent' like today is impossible to have a second time. This is a seed buried many years ago, deliberately waiting to germinate today."

Gu Shen was a little bewildered.

"Many years ago, the Dionysus Divine Throne spied on me..." Gu Changzhi smiled, "This is a small gift I gave him."

Gu Shen suddenly understood.

In the end, the real carrier of the Golden Divine Realm's "Divine Advent"... wasn't himself.

"After the Divine Realm dissipates... the frozen time in the real world will return to normal..."

"Don't worry about the 'Divine Advent' causing you trouble. Presumably, after tonight, the Source Tower will be much more well-behaved."

Gu Changzhi's voice became more and more ethereal, the entire Golden Divine Realm was sublimating, the blazing divine radiance slowly dissipated, and the night of the Great Capital re-enveloped down, "I also prepared a gift for you."

After seeing the "gift" Gu Changzhi gave to the Dionysus Divine Throne, Gu Shen subconsciously felt that... the word "gift" seemed a little ominous.

"Don't worry..."

The man on the throne stretched out his hand and gently tapped Gu Shen's forehead with two fingers, smiling: "It's a good gift."

Gu Shen was stunned.

The restless Blazing Fire in the center of his brow actually calmed down after being touched by the two "fingers."

There was no substance in the spiritual Divine Realm.

But Gu Shen seemed to feel... a long-lost warmth.

"Take good care of that wisp of fire."

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The frozen thoughts returned to normal.

The Sacred Tree broke out of the ground, like a large cocoon, enveloping everyone, countless ice tides swept over, covering the surface of the Sacred Tree, forming a second layer of defense.

Lu Nanjin protected her sister.

Gu Nanfeng pressed down on the wooden sword.

That wisp of purple radiance above the long night... had dissipated, and the Great Domain covering the entire Lion Alley had also collapsed.

The crows in the air fell heavily to the ground, a wisp of burning radiance slowly extinguishing between their eyebrows. As the Golden Divine Realm dissipated, that token returned to the eyebrow of the 【Apostle】's master. At this moment, he lost consciousness, his wings were fragmented, revealing a charred black body. Even an "Undying" would have to pay the price for borrowing divine power.

And the two 【Apostles】 who came all the way from Central Continent also paid the price.

Also as the Golden Divine Realm dissipated, a circle of blazing light spread out, binding Qin Ye, making it impossible for 【Sumeru】 to unfold. He roared angrily, memory fragments from the Dionysus Divine Throne's Divine Advent, and himself removing the token's blessing were cut off—

What exactly happened in between?

Qin Ye looked pale at the direction of the Dionysus Divine Throne's Divine Advent... In the center of the purple radiance that originally poured out for thousands of meters, only ashes falling from the sky remained, and the black windbreaker was torn to pieces by divine power in the air.

If one could not bear the Divine Advent... the physical body would be instantly blown apart. After that, not only would the 【Apostle】's spirit be destroyed, but even the transcendental source essence within the body would not remain.

This was complete death.

Tie Wu... is dead?

Like Song Ci, Qin Ye fell from the air, all his transcendental abilities were bound by this golden halo, and he fell heavily, landing right in front of everyone, splashing a pool of blood and dust.

Before he could even raise his head, a long saber was placed in front of him.

Her long hair was constantly thrown forward by the wind.

Lu Nanjin stepped on Qin Ye's chest, stepping this Apostle under her feet. She only needed one saber to pierce his head.

The tip of the saber hung in front of Qin Ye.

"The gravekeeper just sent a message saying that there was an abnormality in Qingzhong."

Gu Nanfeng, holding the wooden saber, looked a little dazed, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and whispered, "It's 'Divine Advent'..."

For them... this battle had ended before it even began.

The battle between gods had determined the victor.

Zhou Jiren squinted his eyes and looked in a certain direction behind the blank nothingness. There was a white shadow gradually disappearing into the distance. After receiving a certain affirmative answer, the old fellow sneered softly at Qin Ye, "It seems you got the answer you wanted... didn't you?"

Qin Ye took a deep breath, his expression a little ugly.

He closed his eyes, no longer looking at the tip of the saber hanging in front of his brow, not because he was afraid of death.

He had long been prepared to dedicate everything.

He was just too confused and hadn't figured out what exactly happened... Everything happened too fast from beginning to end.

The great figure he believed in had not yet sent any instructions... He seemed to have lost contact with the Divine Throne.

Did the token fail?

In any case, an extremely cruel fact was in front of him—

Gu Changzhi really completed the Divine Advent and repelled the Dionysus Divine Throne!

The dust had settled.

Tie Wu's death... was the best proof.

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