Chapter 1 "These corpses are... Travelers."

Silver Fox, with his hands clasped behind his back and a solemn expression, said in a deep voice, "These are another group of humans that diverged during the migration process six hundred years ago... Over the years, they have been wandering in the void, seeking an 'oasis.' After confirming the existence of the Five Continents through the Gate in the Dolu River Disaster Zone, they must be frantically searching for their location."

The battle footage from the Dolu River Disaster Zone has already circulated among the high-level officials of the Five Continents.

However, in the eyes of these high-level officials.

This war is already over... Even the most powerful Divine Seat was killed, and the Traveler's Seed, which had preserved its full power, was thrown into the furnace by Her Majesty the Queen!

This race has no future to speak of, and even if they really find the Five Continents, what can they do?

For some things that have already ended.

They have no interest in continuing to investigate.

"I didn't expect there to be so many 'Traveler' corpses here, so they came into contact with the King of the Underworld before they came into contact with the Five Continents?"

Silver Fox himself was also somewhat puzzled.

He didn't know that the King of the Underworld and the Travelers had once made a deal.

Bai Xiu also noticed the abnormality: "So many Travelers... all died here. Was there a battle here?"

Snap!

Bai Xiu thought.

The Thunder Realm Walker standing on top of the airship snapped his fingers.

Countless lightning bolts instantly swirled around the dark, dry ceiling of the Disaster barrier.

Finally, a bolt of lightning struck down, shattering the snow within a kilometer radius of the source energy boat's landing point.

Xiao Xiu silently watched the scene before him. After the lightning shattered the heavy snow, it revealed a ground covered with corpses as dense as an ant tide, the number of which was appalling.

Countless Travelers died on this land... Their blood had long since drained away, leaving only a dry husk.

"This is the King of the Underworld's tomb."

Gu Shen said with a complex expression, "Perhaps you are right. The King of the Underworld tried to train an army of the dead... and these Travelers were the materials he prepared."

Within the Five Continents, if one wanted to build an undead army, it was bound to involve slaughter!

Changye, Central City, Guang Ming Bi Lei, the Source Tower, even the Holy City... would definitely not allow the King of the Underworld to carry out this level of killing.

But if the materials for the undead army were not humans from the Five Continents.

Then it made sense.

"The King of the Underworld prepared to refine an army of the dead using the 'Travelers'?"

Silver Fox murmured, "This happened a long, long time ago... so there really was a god war in this barrier?"

Even the three generals were unaware of the truth about the Tundra Travelers.

In their eyes, the "Traveler" killed by the Queen had already spat out the Seed, which was obviously the Traveler himself!

So at this moment, in Silver Fox's view, the corpses in this Disaster barrier perfectly confirmed that blank history... It was precisely because of the confrontation with the King of the Underworld that the Traveler himself was weakened, allowing Her Majesty the Queen to obtain the Seed so "easily"!

"It seems... that's the case."

Gu Shen didn't directly reveal the truth.

In fact, the "truth" that Silver Fox saw was already very close.

Because the Traveler himself was indeed "weakened"... and that Seed was indeed in Her Majesty the Queen's hands.

Tracing back to the cause and effect, a large part of the effort was made by the King of the Underworld.

In Gu Shen's opinion, the existence of these Traveler corpses was enough to prove one point, and that was that the deal between the Travelers and the King of the Underworld was definitely more than just returning to land.

Of course, it was very easy for the King of the Underworld to kill these low-level beings.

But if the Traveler didn't agree.

So many tribesmen would not have come here at all... As the leader of an entire race, the Traveler decided the life and death of these people. If he didn't want to, then these people wouldn't die.

According to this line of reasoning.

Helping the King of the Underworld refine an undead army was likely one of the points in the contract that the Traveler signed back then.

There are a large number of Traveler corpses on the ground.

But in Gu Shen's eyes...

They didn't seem to have died in battle. These corpses were preserved quite well, like the soldiers who were buried with the king in legends.

For the "Traveler" race that wanders in the void.

They have strong discipline.

If the monarch ordered them to die.

They would die immediately!

"Rumble."

After seeing the Traveler corpses on the ground, the airship no longer landed, but instead maintained a low-altitude flight.

The wisp of dark Disaster line was very obvious.

This Disaster aura was like a thread, guiding the airship towards the end of the truth. After crossing the broken mountains of this ruined land, a towering black snow mountain appeared in their field of vision.

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The moment he saw the black snow mountain, Gu Shen's already uneasy heart became even more depressed and irritable. He frowned and stared at this snow mountain, which had appeared in his dreams more than once.

Silver Fox and Bai Xiu only noticed that Gu Shen's breathing was a little disordered, and did not know the real reason for this phenomenon...

Gu Shen, as the "King of the Underworld," had visited the Black Snow Mountain more than once.

It was in that dream that he saw an old Traveler nailed to the stone wall and imprisoned for many years.

It was also through that dream that Gu Shen painlessly lifted the curse of the Heavenly Sheath fragment...

No two snowflakes are alike.

But there may well be two identical snow mountains.

One is in Gu Shen's dream.

The other is here.

"Gu Shen, have you discovered anything?"

Bai Xiu asked with concern. After entering the Disaster barrier, he vaguely felt a sense of oppression, but the Thunder Realm Walker occupied the high ground and overlooked the entire broken continent, and did not find anything unusual.

Silver Fox also turned his attention to Gu Shen.

Gu Shen took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Mr. Silver Fox, we must be ready to retreat at any time."

If the Black Snow Mountain was really the one he saw in his dream.

Then on the mountain... there really might be an incomplete figure that was trapped and bound.

The Traveler's Seed is in the Northern Continent's furnace.

Logically speaking, the Traveler's soul also resides in the grave spirit.

But if the Traveler's body is really encountered on the Black Snow Mountain, what does that mean?

This race, which has been constantly evolving and can cross the [Old World] with its physical body, has extremely powerful physical strength. Gu Shen couldn't imagine what level the Traveler's body could reach. Perhaps it was just an empty shell, but even if only a little consciousness remained, the destructive power it would cause would not be something that this airship could resist.

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In the Gu family's base in the Tundra region, snowflakes were dancing in the sky.

Under the dim yellow light, a pale-faced man fell asleep at his desk. The Gu family night watchmen in front of the desk looked at each other, at a loss.

"Mr. Xing Yun has fallen asleep again..."

A young female night watchman who had just arrived couldn't help but poke her colleague beside her when she saw this situation, and asked softly, "The third-stage deduction of the Storm Equation is at a critical moment, and the Black Silver Laboratory has already been built. Do we need to wake him up?"

"No need."

Another experienced middle-aged night watchman said in a deep voice, "The young master ordered that if Mr. Xing Yun is tired or sleepy, let him rest well. Anyway, the Black Silver Laboratory has already been built and can be tested at any time, so let the researchers wait."

"I heard that a big shot from the Northern Continent Research Institute has also come. Is this okay?"

The woman was a little uneasy.

The middle-aged night watchman shook his head: "It's useless no matter who comes. We only need to obey the young master's orders."

"That's true."

The woman smiled, feeling much more at ease, but she was still a little worried: "Mr. Xing Yun seems to be very sleepy... I remember he only woke up for a while just now. Why is he sleepy again?"

"Deciphering ancient texts is a very mentally taxing task. You don't understand..."

The middle-aged night watchman laughed: "Of course, I don't understand either. Let's just guard Mr. Xing Yun and make sure he is well-fed and refreshed."

The night watchman's job was very boring, and the two chatted casually.

Little did they know that these fragmentary words all drifted into the ears of the man who was sleeping at his desk.

The grave spirit was asleep, but not completely asleep. Just as the female night watchman said, he had only just woken up. How could he suddenly be sleepy again?

It was just that the mysterious spiritual power had descended again, and he was uncontrollably pulled into the "dream."

This kind of thing had happened many times in recent years.

He had gradually become accustomed to it and had the ability to "resist."

At first, Xing Yun couldn't suppress his sleepiness. As long as this spiritual power descended, no matter what time or place he was in, he would fall asleep within three seconds.

Later.

He began to try to control his will and not immediately enter this vortex.

In a state of chaos, he tried to struggle with the "sleepiness"... and thus there was such a "vacuum period" in which he could hear the voices of the outside world but could not control his actions.

However, this effort was ultimately useless.

That spiritual power was too vast. No matter how hard he struggled, when he finally opened his eyes, he would still return to that black snow mountain.

Back to that body with the spear piercing through its chest.

This time, it was no exception.

The trivial words from the Gu family's base gradually became blurred, and the grave spirit's soul became heavy. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes and, sure enough, he returned to that body covered in wounds and blood.

The spears and arrows nailed him to the stone wall, making it difficult even to breathe.

The grave spirit didn't know what kind of connection existed between this body and his soul. Through the long period of real dream perception, he vaguely guessed the meaning of this dream...

The "owner" of this body was trying to use this ethereal spiritual link to allow himself to see the environment of this black snow mountain more clearly.

Perhaps this was to send a message to himself.

But what was the point?

This place was most likely in the [Old World], and it was impossible for him to go to the [Old World] to survey it for this dream.

If he really went, with his strength, he would only die.

The grave spirit kept his dream tightly covered, not daring to mention a single word of the scenes in this dream.

The Traveler's Seed had been thrown into the furnace!

If this kind of ghostly thing was exposed, he would probably be thrown into the furnace by the Queen as well!

"It's here again."

The grave spirit sighed softly in his heart. He didn't know if the owner of this body could hear his inner voice. If he had a choice, he hoped that this ghostly dream would not come to him again...

However.

The scene he saw this time was different from before.

The eternally silent Black Snow Mountain was swept by a violent wind this time. The grave spirit suspected that he was seeing things because he saw an airship sailing in the void, approaching continuously.

It was also engraved with the familiar Northern Continent number.

Most importantly...

The eyesight of the owner of this body was extremely good. He saw the familiar faces in the airship from more than ten miles away.

"Gu..."

"Gu Shen?"