"Rumble!"

The shattered land tumbled like mud in the void, erupting with the roar of an angry dragon.

A source energy craft, enveloped by these gravels, hovered silently.

The world was noisy.

But inside the source energy craft, it was quiet.

In the spacious belly of the source energy craft, Chu Ling and Gu Shen embraced each other.

The spiritual world and the material world merged as one at this moment.

Blazing light swallowed the Dead Sea.

The sun swallowed the soul.

There was a slight cracking sound, which in the spiritual world was the sound of the Red Gate being shattered by the Dead Sea.

In the material world, it was the sound of the array box breaking.

……

……

After the blazing light disappeared, the Red Gate and the Dead Sea were all gone.

Gu Shen stood under the Susu Xuan tree in the Pure Land.

He still maintained the posture of opening his arms, but after opening his eyes, Chu Ling had disappeared, and the majestic pressure also disappeared… The entire world in front of him was enveloped in light, as if the war in the Dead Sea had never happened.

He turned around and saw the anxious figures in front of him.

Li Qingci, Tie Wu, Adam, Hong Zhong...

These figures were all frozen at this moment, like wooden sculptures.

Gu Shen frowned slightly. This was his Divine Realm. It was not an easy task to make Li Qingci and Tie Wu, the souls under his Pure Land, stand still.

It was as if time was frozen in this second.

With a soft snap.

A hand gently rested on Gu Shen's shoulder.

This touch startled Gu Shen.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

A familiar voice sounded under the Susu Xuan tree. Gu Shen turned around and saw the illusory figure wrapped in white light.

Turing, standing under the Susu Xuan tree, opened his palm, and a small pointer lay on it.

"Mr. Turing..."

Gu Shen's hanging heart suddenly fell at this moment. If anyone could make time stand still, it seemed that it could only be Turing.

Gu Shen's voice trembled: "You, are you still alive?"

The final angry waves of the Dead Sea were too violent.

Turing stood in front of the Pure Land with his own strength and was submerged by the spiritual power mobilized by the deep sea... Gu Shen witnessed that scene through Chu Ling's spiritual sea.

He thought Mr. Turing had met with misfortune.

But he didn't expect that Turing was still alive!

"What are you talking about..."

"Who am I? How could I die here so easily?"

Turing pretended to be relaxed, smiled and retracted his palm, clenched his fist at his lips, and then coughed twice uncontrollably.

The coughing sound contained an unconcealable dullness and pain.

He had an unimaginable lifespan.

He could unhesitatingly use five hundred years of life to pray for the souls of the Guwen Association.

Then he stood in front of the Dead Sea, consuming his lifespan to fight against the deep sea.

This was a heaven-defying feat.

However... there was always a price to pay for fighting against fate. The consumption of this great battle on him was conceivable. No matter how relaxed he pretended to be, his tone was filled with deep fatigue at this moment.

"This wisp of spirit doesn't have much time left."

Turing gently placed a hand on Gu Shen's shoulder and said, "So... the next conversation is very important."

Gu Shen held his breath.

"The war is not over, the war has just begun."

Turing said in a deep voice: "Even if the three continents complete the Lion's Awakening, it will still be very difficult to win this war... because our opponent is not just Zhongzhou."

The opponent is not just Zhongzhou?!

Gu Shen's heart sank.

What does this mean... Will Nanzhou also join this war?

The previous release of the Lion's Awakening code did not spread to the territory of Nanzhou because of the position of the "Storm Throne." In the Chan Yi City Incident, the Dongzhou camp had basically determined Storm's betrayal, so even if a war broke out, it would only regard Nanzhou as an enemy.

Gu Shen asked, "Does the enemy we need to pay attention to also include Nanzhou?"

"Nanzhou..."

Turing shook his head.

He smiled weakly and said, "Think about it, if Nanzhou is really an enemy worth paying attention to, then would Lin Lei and Bai Shu go to the Source Tower first?"

Gu Shen was stunned.

Lin Lei and Bai Shu went directly to the Source Tower to encircle and suppress Qinglong!

Now, the only Divine Seat in the Five Continents that can act freely is Storm!

Mr. Turing had been planning for this war for thirty years... It was impossible for such a serious mistake to occur. He had peeped into fate countless times through "divination techniques." Although the Fire Seed could not be directly looked at, there were other ways to see the future scenes of Nanzhou. Obviously, Nanzhou was not the "key player" in deciding this war.

So what does Mr. Turing mean?

……

……

Yuan Ting Island, the sky was dim, and the waves were滔天.

A sturdy cage constructed from the tide was half-submerged in the sea. The red dragon, pierced by dozens of cyan-silver iron chains, was hung in the cage. His body was covered in blood, and he was kneeling on the sea, bumping with the waves. The angry thunder above the sky had subsided, but the heavy dark clouds lingered for a long time...

Opposite the red dragon, the most powerful Saint of Nanzhou sat cross-legged on the waves, his expression gloomy.

Chun Li slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young man trapped in the water cage, his eyes filled with indifference.

The sea now seemed "calm."

The two seemed to have determined the winner... but in fact, the entanglement these past few days had made Saint Chun Li feel unprecedented fatigue. Relying on the power of authority, he had always swept across the battle in the Sealed Realm and had never encountered an enemy.

But now, he had encountered this former first divine envoy of the Source Tower, which had cost him a great deal of effort.

Simply suppressing the red dragon could not end the battle. This guy was like a madman, constantly trying to chop the water cage with his blade, forcing Chun Li to constantly increase his strength.

So, it ended up like this in the end.

Chun Li was forced to use half of the origin of his authority to completely suppress him!

The purpose of imprisoning the red dragon was very simple.

It was to sell him as "goods" to a third party willing to accept a high price!

At this moment, Saint Chun Li had calmed his mind.

"An interesting piece of news."

He cleared his throat and said lightly, "The Zhongzhou side is very interested in you. The Holy City's first offer, the Source Tower didn't even bargain and has fully accepted it..."

These words did not cause the red dragon's expression to change in the slightest.

He was alive, but as if he were dead.

"But the Guwen Association is not interested in you at all."

Chun Li smiled and said, "We made an offer to Hua Zhi, but Lu Nanzhi had no reaction at all, and didn't even give a reply. It is said that the Guwen Association has a deep friendship and will not abandon their partners, but now it seems... there are some differences. After you were caught by me, you have become a discarded pawn."

"Heh..."

Hearing this.

The red dragon slowly raised his head.

To Chun Li's surprise.

There was no disappointment in the red dragon's eyes at this moment.

Instead, a smile was squeezed out of that blood-stained face.

The thing that the red dragon was most worried about was that Chun Li would use himself to set up a trading trap and join forces with the deep sea to hunt down members of the Guwen Association...

But now, it seemed that the thing he was most worried about had not happened.

Lu Nanzhi, that woman, was also a little smart.

"What's wrong with being a discarded pawn?"

The red dragon said in a hoarse voice, "You can sit in the position of Saint, you should have some brains. Is there any fair trade in this world? Have you ever thought about why the Source Tower is willing to agree to your request?"

Nanzhou has never been a chess player.

But a chessboard.

Even if they have a Divine Seat, they cannot change this.

Storm does not care how the people of Nanzhou live. He only cares about his own faith, only cares about his own followers... Among the Supreme Seats, the most selfish person to the extreme is not Qinglong, but Storm. In recent years, the church has been preaching almost "overdrafted" in the territory of Nanzhou. Because there is no external force to check and balance, the Storm Divine Seat frantically harvests the "faith" of this land.

No one knows why.

Except for Chun Li.

"You want to say that the Source Tower regards Nanzhou as food, and the reason why they agreed to this transaction is because the Source Tower believes that everything paid for in this transaction can be recovered in the future."

Saint Chun Li said with a smile, "What you said makes sense, but it's meaningless... because Lord Divine Seat doesn't care."

The red dragon was stunned.

He frowned.

"Think carefully, why was the Five Continents fleet 'attacked' in the Ice Sea? Why did Nanzhou actively detonate source energy crafts and destroy other fleets?"

Saint Chun Li stretched out his slender fingers and slowly pointed to his forehead.

He smiled softly, "If you were a little smarter, you might understand... what the Holy City is really doing."

The red dragon stared blankly at the man in front of him.

The Storm Church does not care about revenge, does not care about war, does not care about everything that happens on this continent.

They only care about their own interests.

Why is this?

After saying this, Saint Chun Li stood up. This entire sea area was locked by the 【Tide】 authority. As for the red dragon, most of his body had been crippled. The consecutive days of fierce fighting had completely lost the first divine envoy of the Source Tower's combat power. Chun Li was not worried at all that the man in front of him could leave this water cage.

"Don't worry, you will know the answer soon."

"Next, I will leave here... I have given the specific coordinates of your imprisonment to Hua Zhi for free."

Chun Li said with emotion, "If they really regard you as a partner, then they should at least come and take a look. Speaking of which, I am looking forward to the Guwen Association's 'prison break'. If the Guwen Association dares to come, I am willing to bury all those who come into the sea. This can be regarded as my last little wish before leaving."

A wish before leaving...

Leaving?

Leaving where?

The red dragon's pupils contracted and he suddenly raised his head.

These two words awakened him.

He suddenly understood the real meaning of what Saint Chun Li had just said.

……

……

Above the sea of Yuan Ting Island, there stood a huge statue of a god.

Towering hundreds of meters.

The Storm Divine Seat sat quietly on "his" shoulder, looking at the distant blue and boundless sea. After melting the Fire Seed, everything in this sea area was fully in sight. He could see the frozen sea surface tens of thousands of meters away, and even further away.

Because he could see far.

So... he could see things that others could not see.

The others here did not refer to ordinary mortals.

But... other Divine Seats.

The seven Supreme Seats were stationed in one place respectively. Nanzhou was close to the Ice Sea. Over the years, the Beizhou Investigation Corps had thoroughly explored the 【Old World】 outside the northern border.

But no one knew what was deep in the Ice Sea.

"Lord Divine Seat, I'm back."

The power of the Tide authority wrapped the sea waves and condensed at the foot of the divine seat statue. Saint Chun Li stood respectfully under the statue, not daring to look up.

"...Mm."

Storm just hummed softly.

His voice was full of fatigue.

He was seriously injured in the battle in the Mausoleum... Bai Shu had melted the Fire Seed for less than ten years, but he was perfectly matched with the "Fighting Origin". Faced with such an opponent, if he had a choice, Storm would never step into the other party's miracle land.

Bai Shu, who was fighting on his home field, was too powerful.

The youth state was permanently resident, plus the suppression of the double golden Divine Domain.

He lost justly.

"The red dragon is imprisoned by me in the Tide cage." Chun Li reported in a low voice, "The Zhongzhou side is willing to exchange a large number of strong logical materials and idle airships... The Source Tower doesn't seem to care about our purpose in demanding these strong logical materials and idle airships. They just want to get 'red dragon'."

Storm lowered his eyes slightly: "What about the Guwen Association?"

"The Guwen Association... there was no reply."

Chun Li's expression was a little complicated. He paused and said, "If the wanted order is true, then Lu Nanzhi should be one of the people in charge of the Guwen Association... I sent the news of the red dragon's arrest, but she didn't mean to reply at all. It seems that even if we offer conditions, the Guwen Association will not pay attention. It seems that we can only receive one 'payment'."

Storm continued to stare at the sea beneath him.

He said softly: "Then let's do that."

Nanzhou was too barren. This seemed to be a land abandoned by God, and no high-quality strong logical materials could be mined.

Whether it was military, education, technology, medical care...

They were far behind, and they were far behind by a very large margin, and there was no hope of catching up at all.

This was a "wasteland."

But... not entirely.

The greatest blessing God gave to Nanzhou was the sea.

"It's getting late."

Storm slowly propped up his knees and stood up. He slowly exhaled and said, "These days, you confirm the final list... bring all the young people in the Holy City, as well as the members of the church who have made outstanding contributions to the Holy City."

Saint Chun Li looked up and looked at the ethereal black shadow in the high sky, his eyes full of reverence.

Finally, that day had come.

Saint Chun Li's voice became uncontrollably excited.

"...Yes!"

The Tide authority fluctuated on the sea, and Chun Li disappeared again.

Only a lonely and insignificant figure remained in this vast sea area, as well as the majestic and solemn tall statue.

Storm looked down at his feet expressionlessly.

The sea rolled, and a huge vortex appeared in an instant.

In the rolling vortex, a pale, huge shadow could be seen... This huge pale shadow looked like a "whale" that had been dead for many years, but in fact, it was a "huge warship" that had been silent for many years.

The Storm Divine Seat silently watched the pale warship.

The greatest gift God gave to Nanzhou was indeed the Ice Sea. This sea was not monitored by the deep sea, nor could it be explored by outsiders.

Its only master was him.

So…

The secret of this sea was his secret.

The man standing on "his" shoulder finally took a step forward and fell down.

The ten-thousand-zhang vortex was shattered.

He gently stood on the surface of the huge warship. This place was like a vast and boundless ice field...

Thirty years ago, he "obtained" this ownerless and broken starship. All the Extraordinary who had explored the northern Old World knew how precious starships were. Beizhou had achieved a huge leap in war technology because of a source energy craft blueprint. This starship that had fallen into the Ice Sea was countless times more precious than the broken blueprint of a source energy craft.

"Open."

He gave a light order.

The ice field on the surface of the starship suddenly dissipated, and the tide gave way, revealing the true appearance inside the warship.

There were nearly a thousand Extraordinary "working" here…

He had moved all the most outstanding "researchers" in the Holy City here, and they were never allowed to leave again. The name of this starship before was not important. From the moment he discovered it, this giant ship was named "Storm", and Nanzhou had spent countless manpower and material resources to repair the Storm. In order not to be discovered by other continents, the movement of these resources was the responsibility of Saint Chun Li.

The reason why the Storm Divine Seat didn't care about everything that happened in the land of Nanzhou.

It was because…

He had already thought about his "future."

He was going to repair this giant ship, and then take his church and escape forever.

(End of this chapter)