Light Fortress

In the void of the [Old World], debris flew wildly.

Two figures drifted outside of the starship.

"The collection point is not far from here."

Lord Spring Plow crossed his hands behind his back, extending his domain, gazing into the pitch-black void in the distance.

"Lord Spring Plow is quite unusual today."

Red Dragon gave a light hum, glanced at the starship behind him, and faintly mocked, "Not only did you agree to my suggestion, but you also are willing to leave the starship with me to execute the mission."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

For four years, they were at each other’s throats, unwilling to yield an inch.

Yet today, Spring Plow suddenly took a big step back. In the past, with the status of Lord Spring Plow, it was impossible for him to personally perform a "resource collection" task.

But now, Spring Plow’s mind was entirely focused on the upcoming extermination.

"Is that so?"

He casually replied, "To serve the church is my duty."

Red Dragon chuckled softly.

Both of them had already guessed the other’s thoughts: one suggested leaving the starship, and the other chose to follow willingly.

What would happen next...

Both were well aware.

Red Dragon followed Lord Spring Plow into the turbulence zone, where the once "stable" void suddenly spawned fierce winds.

The wind was particularly chilling.

But for those who held the power of the [Tide], this level of cold wind was nothing.

"Lord Spring Plow, is this the place you wanted to bring me to?"

Red Dragon rested his hand on the scabbard, stepping proactively into the turbulence zone, his demeanor remaining calm.

At this moment, Lord Spring Plow turned his back.

He reached out a hand, positioned in front of his chest.

"Splash!"

Countless water waves emanated from the void, shattering this unstable space, transforming into a cage of green water!

Red Dragon’s eyes suddenly turned sinister.

He was very familiar with this cage...

Four years ago, Spring Plow used this very power to trap him, dragging him into the Ice Sea, subjecting him to severe torment.

"Indeed, this is the ’Water Cage’ I prepared for you on behalf of Lord Divine."

Lord Spring Plow stood with one hand behind his back, controlling the giant water cage with the other, imprisoning Red Dragon within. His tone was indifferent, and his eyes towards the person in the cage were as if looking at a dead man.

Unbeknownst to him, Red Dragon was looking at him the same way.

"Lord Spring Plow, four years have passed... doesn’t seem like you’ve made much progress?"

Red Dragon pressed the scabbard, smirking insincerely.

He wasn’t in a hurry to draw his sword, wanting to see what other tricks the other might have.

This place was not far from the starship, stepping into the turbulence zone didn’t mean immediate action... According to his own speculation, Spring Plow would at least transport him to some location outside the [Old World] before the real battle began, and it wouldn’t just be Spring Plow participating! If this guy had the courage to duel with him alone, he wouldn’t have waited until now to make a move!

Sure enough!

After the water cage was erected, the outer space of the turbulence zone shook, with several figures rushing in!

They were the recent saints under Lord Spring Plow!

After entering the [Old World], the Storm Church increased its resource allocation for high-level Transcendents within the church. The Storm God’s Throne even voluntarily opened the understanding of the "Flame Dream." As long as one comprehends the second domain, they could obtain a trace of the Flame Dream... Under such strong support, within four years, several titled individuals were born inside the Storm.

However, the strength of these titled individuals varied.

Even as of four years ago.

They wouldn’t have been taken seriously by Red Dragon... and now, even less so.

"Is this it?"

Red Dragon still held onto the scabbard, softly asking, "With five titled individuals, do you think... this battle is in the bag?"

"It’s enough to kill you."

Spring Plow sneered, controlling the water cage to start lowering.

He certainly knew that in battles between origin strong people, ordinary titles couldn’t influence the outcome... but if the two origins were in a deadlock, any slight external force could shift the victory, let alone five titled ones?

Buzz buzz buzz!

From the void of the turbulence zone, splashes of snow-white silver brilliance erupted!

Lord Spring Plow steered the water cage to touch the "gate" of the turbulence zone; this space gate was a coordinate long explored by the Hai Tong Saint. Through this gate, they could be transmitted six hundred miles into the void!

Most importantly...

This gate was not a one-way transmission.

After the battle, he could bring people back through the gate on that side to this turbulence zone.

Six hundred miles away, that was the real battlefield!

"Rumble!"

The water cage gradually went down, immersing into the gate!

Red Dragon did not draw his sword here but allowed Lord Spring Plow to push him into the gate. He coldly watched as the six figures, including the five saints and Spring Plow, surrounded him.

He was ready for a bloody fight!

Yet...

At the moment of entering the void gate, a sudden tremor shook Red Dragon’s heart.

The water cage, soaked in the gate, sent Red Dragon, the entire person, away with the spatial turbulence. At this moment, he felt a familiar aura.

Red Dragon, as if led by something inexplicable, extended his hand, grasping towards the void.

The next moment, the transmission completed.

The people surrounding the water cage frowned, noticing Red Dragon’s unusual behavior... In just a few short seconds, Red Dragon’s initially murderous expression was now replaced with bewilderment and confusion.

The person prepared for a bloody battle a moment ago.

Now released the grip on the hilt voluntarily!

"...?"

Lord Spring Plow’s heart lake suddenly felt an intense unease!

The Red Dragon slowly spread open his palm.

In his palm, a faint glimmer of fire scattered in the void like shattered dandelion petals, turning into even finer, smaller fireflies. This scene had an inexplicable beauty, as if this fire, diminished to the extreme, had captured everyone’s attention at this moment!

"Is this...fire?"

A saint’s voice was bewildered: "[Old World] how could there be fire?"

This question voiced the thoughts of everyone present.

However, what truly made Spring Plow uneasy was not the emergence of a wisp of fire in the Old World.

Rather...

This wisp of fire, the Spring Plow Saint felt, seemed somehow familiar.

As if seen somewhere before.

The flickering flames breaking apart in the void appeared like burnt-out candle wicks, still carrying an unsettling grayish aura.

Wait.

An unsettling grayish aura?

"This is... Netherworld Fire!!!"

The pupils of the Spring Plow Saint contracted, his whole body bristling in alarm. At that moment, he suddenly remembered why this flame seemed familiar! He had seen it many years ago!

Thirty years ago, the Netherworld King had once unleashed a massacre with this Netherworld Fire! God blocks he kills, Buddha blocks he kills!

And the Netherworld King of those days has now been confirmed as "fallen"...

The new Netherworld King is Gu Shen!

Just as this thought crossed the Spring Plow Saint’s mind, a faint tremor came from afar in the [Old World], and the wisp of flame clutched in the Red Dragon’s palm dispersed like a flower with a hundred knots.

At the same time.

The owner of the Netherworld Fire clearly sensed the anomaly of "this place."

The weak flames scattered like ripples—

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

The void and the Netherworld Fire trembled together, and in just a moment, this faint line of fire expanded a hundred meters on the spot!

The five Titled Saints who came with the Spring Plow Saint were now all in shock!

They had no time to react before the ripple of Netherworld Fire passed through their waists. At this moment, strong unease surged in their Heart Lakes, but it was too late.

The next scene... was exceedingly eerie.

The ripple of Netherworld Fire, only about a centimeter thick, caused the void to collapse and the domains to shatter wherever it passed!

All five saints invoked their domains!

But...

The Netherworld Fire sliced through their domains like cutting through vegetables, and within a breath, the domains of the five saints were cleaved apart, their waists cut in half!

"Sizzle!"

Spring Plow Saint stood dumbfounded, his face splashed with a large patch of fresh blood!

He watched as the saint closest to him reached out a hand, still wanting to call for help, but in a flash, the Netherworld Fire had already drained his corporeal shell of its Extraordinary Essence and soul.

The void plunged into extreme silence.

Spring Plow Saint looked down; his body was still intact... not because his strength was sufficient, but because the expansion of that fire line had stopped right at that point, and the ripple of the Netherworld Fire hadn’t attacked him. Spring Plow knew this wasn’t just luck.

It was the deliberate act of the one controlling the Netherworld Fire.

...

...

"What you seek comes to you without effort, and Fortune smiles unexpectedly."

"I thought it would take some time to find, but in less than half a day, someone threw themselves into the net, voluntarily teleporting right in front of me."

A light chuckle echoed in the void.

The next moment, the space in front of the Spring Plow Saint was directly torn apart by someone!

It was a tender white lizard-like hand, slicing through the space as if tearing paper, then stepping forth leisurely.

The young man’s lips were red and teeth white, draped in a Divine Concealment Robe from the Starship Civilization Era.

Behind him was the towering Rust Bone General.

As soon as these two appeared, they exerted immense pressure on Spring Plow... He looked in disbelief at the young man who tore through the void, instinctively asking, "Gu Shen... is it really you?"

When the Netherworld Fire appeared, he had already guessed the owner’s identity.

But the Spring Plow Saint’s mind was blank at this moment.

He could not understand why Gu Shen would appear before him now!

Wasn’t Gu Shen already dead?

Moreover, the Storm sailed north from the south, crossing the Ice Sea; even if by some miracle he survived and caught up... there was no way he could overtake the Storm to intercept it here in the north.

"It is me."

Gu Shen tidied his Divine Concealment Robe and remarked with a smile, "Consider it your dog’s eyes recognized me, not wasting my effort leaving you a wretched life just now."

He remembered very clearly.

In those days, [Deep Sea] issued a warrant, and the Red Dragon had a chance to escape the hunt.

It was precisely because the Spring Plow Saint intervened that the Red Dragon was captured.

Setting aside this matter.

Back in Sangzhou Cave, Gu Shen was heavily targeted, forming a grudge with the Spring Plow Saint.

He was never one to be benevolent, always repaying enmity.

He spared the Spring Plow Saint’s life just now, not out of kindness.

But because... he promised Rust Bone General to let the latter have a good fight.

To the current Rust Bone, there were not many suitable opponents left for a life-and-death duel.

And Spring Plow happened to be one.

Killing him like this would be a pity.

Gu Shen stepped back and softly said, "Mr. Rust Bone, this person... is yours."

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