Chapter 1 "You say I am the successor of Pluto?"

Gu Shen's laughter echoed over the Red Lake.

He turned his head slightly and saw the silent, fearful gazes of many onlookers, including the adjudicators.

It had been seven or eight years since Pluto last appeared.

The battle at Qingzhong Cemetery.

News of Pluto had never surfaced again.

But everyone knew that Guang Ming City would not give up its search for him just because of Pluto's disappearance... Over the years, the adjudicators distributed throughout the Five Continents and Four Regions had been searching for the legendary Pluto and Pluto's apostles.

Before Jia Wei could speak,

Gu Shen asked, "If I were Pluto's successor, how could it have taken you so long to reveal it? Who hates Pluto the most... isn't it the Guang Ming Divine Seat?"

These words were like thunder.

The adjudicator general, clad in heavy armor, fell silent.

Yes.

He couldn't refute it.

All along, he had believed that Gu Shen was a successor of "Pluto," for no reason, and with no need for a reason... Just as he had said to Yao Jin yesterday, becoming a believer of Guang Ming and following Guang Ming's guidance was the greatest honor for every believer.

But now, was he supposed to explain to everyone that he had no evidence, and was only seeking out the enemy based on the guidance in his heart?

So Jia Wei could only remain silent.

"This is Guang Ming City, the Divine Realm."

Gu Shen said expressionlessly, "You say I am Pluto's successor... where is your evidence?"

Jia Wei silently raised his head.

He did not argue with Gu Shen, but silently took two steps back, stepping onto the water of the Red Lake. The lake, originally rippling with countless waves, quickly calmed down after he stepped on it.

"The water of the Red Lake contains the radiance of Guang Ming. Only those with pure hearts can stand on the lake."

Jia Wei said, "If you are not Pluto's successor, then stand on this Red Lake."

Gu Shen laughed.

He coldly spat out three words: "On what basis?"

"On what basis should I prove myself just because you want me to prove myself?"

"On what basis should I stand on this Red Lake?"

Gu Shen's voice was interrupted by Jia Wei halfway through.

"If you want to kill me—"

The adjudicator general, who had summoned the Guang Po Spear again, used his eyes to dismiss his subordinates who wanted to come forward and surround him. He held the spear, like a wall or a mountain standing on the red lake.

"Then kill me on this Red Lake."

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A thick fog filled the surface of the Red Lake.

Song Ci couldn't see his direction, and no so-called "Guang Ming Guidance" arose in his heart. He could only take one step at a time.

Although he didn't know where the other shore was,

He knew that he was going deeper and deeper...

For him, this was already the best news.

Whether or not he could reach the other shore was not important.

As long as he kept walking, he would eventually reach the end.

And what he was really waiting for was not the "other shore."

He suddenly stopped.

In the depths of the fog, like his initial dream, wisps of black wind lingered.

Someone was waiting for him.

The person sat in the Red Lake fog, as if not worried that he wouldn't come, or that he would go the wrong way.

"Song Yingji."

The Great Elder's voice was powerful and resounding, not sounding like an old antique who had lived for nearly a hundred years. He stood up, the wind blowing the swaying Guang Ming robes, dragging long misty shadows on the lake.

"—I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Ci looked at the vague figure in front of him, and he smiled and said, "I guess you're waiting for me here not to announce that I've reached the end."

"Reached the end?"

The Great Elder also smiled: "You are too far, far away from the end. At your current speed, no matter how long you walk, you will not reach the end of the Red Lake, let alone the other shore of Guang Ming."

"I don't believe it."

Song Ci asked: "Is there a lake in this world that you can never reach the end of?"

"I didn't believe it at first either."

The Great Elder said indifferently: "Until I walked it myself, the Red Lake... is such a lake. But you actually have a chance to see 'Guang Ming' yourself."

"Oh?"

Song Ci smiled: "Is the Great Elder going to tell me that this opportunity is actually in your hands?"

"You are a smart man."

The Great Elder said: "But what I want to tell you is that this opportunity can be in your hands."

As he spoke, a part of the fog at the deepest part of the Red Lake dissipated, and the Great Elder revealed his figure and face. He put his hands behind his back, as if an elder was affectionately looking at a promising junior.

But for Song Ci,

This gaze of scrutiny.

It was more like a hunter looking at prey about to be served on the table.

"I am a fool."

Song Ci sighed and said, "My wife often says that my brain is not bright enough, and Little Gu also says that I am unyielding... So if you want to persuade me to convert to Guang Ming, then I am afraid you will be disappointed. I came to Guang Ming City this time to tell everyone in the world that I am not interested in Guang Ming. I was not interested in the past, and I will not be interested in the future."

Towards the end,

He stared into the Great Elder's eyes, wanting to see some fluctuation in the latter's eyes.

But the Great Elder's eyes still had that "appreciative" smile.

His gaze went from Song Ci's forehead to his facial features, then to his chest, abdomen, thighs... He was looking at the most delicious "food" he had ever seen in his life.

This Undying One, who was in his prime, radiated a golden glow all over his body after training in the Dou Zhan Divine Realm.

"Sorry... what did you just say?"

The Great Elder looked around and then smiled and raised his head: "You don't want to become Guang Ming's Apostle?"

"..."

Song Ci turned his wrist, and the bones all over his body made a crackling sound like fried beans.

He said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, I have never been Guang Ming's Apostle. Even if I can't have the slightest connection with other Seeds in this life, I will not have any connection with Guang Ming."

"You personally buried this last chance."

The Great Elder said regretfully: "I know you are very good at fighting, but this is the Red Lake, and I am the Great Elder of the Divine Hall... No matter how good you are at fighting, it is useless."

Black winds surrounded him from all directions.

The Red Lake was covered with restrictions.

The Great Elder slightly raised a palm, hooked his five fingers, and a huge water prison rose from the surface of the water, imprisoning Song Ci inside.

"Crack, crack!"

Song Ci simply completed his warm-up. He glanced at the water dragon that was trapping him, his expression did not change at all, but he seriously looked at the Great Elder and asked, "If I am not mistaken... the situation of the Guang Ming Divine Seat should be worse than the information you released, right?"

"......?"

These words made the Great Elder's expression a little gloomy.

"Actually, it's not hard to guess."

Song Ci said indifferently: "After all, as a Guang Ming Apostle, I have the most direct and close connection with the Divine Seat... I have not sensed his guidance for a long time. The Guang Ming Dream on the apostles is getting weaker and weaker, and even apostles are resisting their faith from the bottom of their hearts... If the Divine Seat himself didn't have a problem, this would be too embarrassing."

"I know my own weight. If it weren't for Mr. Bai Shu, how could I be Guang Ming's opponent?"

He chuckled softly.

"After coming to Guang Ming City, I am even more certain of this guess."

"The closer you are to decline, the more you want to pretend to be strong. The Divine Hall is overdrawing its finances to hold this grand ceremony and attract countless extraordinary people from major delegations to participate in the Guang Ming City's Seed Trial... In fact, there will be no successor at all. No one can win. You want to draw the blood of extraordinary people from the outer continents."

"What Guang Ming City really wants... is the power of faith, right?"

Song Ci asked with a smile, "The Guang Ming Divine Seat will not live for long. Even the miracle of 'Sunset Mountain' cannot be maintained. It needs a lot of faith to continue its life. This time, at the Holy Ceremony, many people will voluntarily join the church. These are all high-quality and excellent believers. Those extraordinary people who return to their respective territories will also be infected by this Holy Ceremony. In this way, the scale of Guang Ming City's believers will expand a lot. And the Divine Hall has reached the time to raise the sickle and harvest."

The Great Elder looked at the crew-cut man in front of him meaningfully.

He had to admit that what he said earlier, "smart man," was actually against his will, just used to praise and appease him.

He had read Song Ci's files countless times.

This rough man, who was born in the underground of Da Du and raised by Lu Nanzhi, was a model of "bravery without intelligence."

But after Song Ci said these words, the Great Elder changed his opinion of him.

"Song Ci, perhaps you can really consider joining the Guang Ming Divine Hall."

The Great Elder smiled kindly: "We do need the power of faith... If you are willing to help the church in this regard, I swear in the name of the Great Elder of the Divine Hall that the Divine Hall will treat you well."

Song Ci looked at the old thing in front of him like an idiot.

"What do you mean by treating me well? Only draw half of my blood?"

He pressed one hand on the water prison.

Boom!

Under the violent impact and vibration, the water prison was fragmented, and the Red Lake surged instantly. Huge energy swept out, and Song Ci swept out with a whip kick. The Red Lake water within a radius of nearly a hundred meters turned into a tornado at this moment, surging towards the top of the sky, but it was too big here, hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, as if there was infinite depth, vast like the sea.

The Great Elder stretched out his five fingers and pressed down.

The water prison that Song Ci had broken earlier re-condensed, this time turning into a huge palm, facing the whip kick!

"嘩啦啦——"

The violent sound of the burst shattered thousands of water droplets.

After Song Ci's whip kick,

The Red Lake returned to silence.

The sound of crackling water droplets falling was like a torrential rain, continuous for a while.

"Your physical body is indeed very strong. Perhaps if you give you some time, you can cultivate to the level of the Three Great Generals of the Northern Continent."

The Great Elder looked at the young man in front of him and said with emotion: "But your spirit... is too weak. You have lived for too short a time. Although you can barely enter meditation, your mind lake can be seen to the end at a glance."

Song Ci frowned.

"So?"

"So... you can't understand how vast true Guang Ming is."

The Great Elder took out a yellowed, withered piece of paper from his sleeve and said calmly: "But it doesn't matter, you will see it next... Because of your lack of cooperation, the Divine Hall needs to waste a whole piece..."

"Holy Book."

The word Holy Book was spit out from Song Ci's mouth, which made the Great Elder feel a little surprised.

"If I remember correctly, this thing should be called the Holy Book, right?"

Song Ci shook his hand and shook out the same withered piece of paper.

"???"

The Great Elder's expression was extremely wonderful.

Song Ci glanced at the one in the Great Elder's hand, and then glanced at the one in his own hand.

After confirming that they were the same thing, Song Ci fell into memories.

He muttered to himself: "It doesn't seem to require a very high threshold to use this kind of thing... Well, it is to inject one's own spirit into it to activate it. The rest is to consume the power of the Holy Book itself."

As soon as the voice landed, a violent glow suddenly rose on the withered yellow paper!

Song Ci aimed the Holy Book in his hand at the Great Elder and threw it out—

The latter's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly injected his mental power into the Holy Book and threw it out together.

"Boom!"

Two pages of the Holy Book collided together, bursting out with huge energy. The majestic pressure suppressed the two of them to death—

For a time, the rain was reversed!

The mental pressure brought by the two pages of the Holy Book directly crushed the two people's mind lakes, forcing them to concentrate.

At the same time, the heavy pressure of the Red Lake water rolling back also acted on the physical body.

Song Ci groaned and almost knelt on the lake. He barely stopped the kneeling posture by supporting the lake with one hand.

But even so, he still could not avoid the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose.

On the other hand, the Great Elder was even more miserable. Blood seeped from his seven orifices, and a piece of white floated in his eyes.

The Red Lake, which was originally shrouded in thick fog, suddenly brightened for a moment after the two pages of the Holy Book collided, but was quickly shrouded in pitch-black shadows.

It was clearly visible on the top of the sky that thousands of strands of black mist were quickly涌来 towards the place where the two were.

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(There will be another update tonight, try to make it at twelve thirty!)