Light Fortress

Chapter 1878: Chapter 462: Tonight, the Dead Sea

Five hundred years of lifespan, in exchange for the lost souls of the Ancient Literature Society, so they may find rebirth in the Netherworld King’s Pure Land.

Is this deal worth it?

Chu Ling had no way to answer.

Because five hundred years... is too long; from the rise of the Five Continents Civilization until now, only a little over six hundred years have passed.

In five hundred years, one could watch the North Continent grow from desolate ruin, slowly develop, and finally raise the giant wall that stretches for ten thousand miles along the Frontier.

Seas turn to mulberry fields, and yet it’s only five hundred years.

And yet five hundred years is also very short.

The more than sixteen hundred members of the Ancient Literature Society who have passed, each of them still had decades of time left; they had lives that belonged to them...

Using five hundred years to trade for them to "live," to trade for the stars to light up, to trade for the night beyond the [Red Gate]to be completely illuminated.

"I think... this deal is worth it."

Chu Ling drew in a deep breath.

If she had five hundred years, she would make the same choice!

Chu Ling lifted her head, looking at the gorgeous blaze before her, a sleepless sky of fire trees and silver blossoms, the Dead Sea Zone illuminated by the myriad branches and leaves of the Suspending Wood.

Every wisp of Soul was sharing the Netherworld Fire’s calamity on behalf of Gu Shen.

At the same time.

They turned into shooting stars, colliding with the raging torrent surging through the Dead Sea Zone; the entire undersea world welcomed "destruction" amid tremors, as vast numbers of particles scoured the Spiritual World.

The code war had already broken out once, thirty years ago.

That time, the main system won.

This time...

In truth, it’s the same.

From the moment she stepped into the [Red Gate], Chu Ling knew she would not be the victor, but now the nature of this war had changed.

She could die.

The stars ignited by those souls of the Ancient Literature Society could go dark.

But...

Gu Shen must live!

Gu Shen must live to refine the Netherworld Fire, become the highest seat, and then in the Dead Sea Zone issue the Lion Awakening order!

"Rumble——"

The Suspending Wood shot up to prop the sky, coiling deep within the Dead Sea Zone, unfurling countless long leaves like a vast umbrella.

This vast umbrella blocked all Spirit from the Deep Sea.

One thousand six hundred forty-seven deceased members of the Ancient Literature Society awakened from Chaos; their Spirit welcomed rebirth in the Pure Land, and Turing’s link allowed them to understand their current situation in an instant. The flames of war that had burned for thirty years still had not gone out; for them, this was in fact a good thing, because they had died with injustice unavenged, and now they finally had a chance to personally settle the unfinished wishes of thirty years ago—

Declare war on the Deep Sea!

So those stars hanging high above the Pure Land all burst forth with dazzling fire.

The entire Dead Sea was ignited by the resplendent radiance of Souls returning from death.

...

...

All sound from the Dead Sea Zone was completely shut out.

At this moment, Gu Shen had immersed himself in a world where only he existed.

The instant he touched the Netherworld Fire, his Heart Flow Power inadvertently flowed out, densely coiling and stacking up sevenfold.

He fell into an extreme "heart flow" state.

The last time he touched the Netherworld Fire, the world he saw was utterly pitch-black, but now... it was different.

He had immersed himself in a mysterious and unfathomable Spiritual World.

This Spiritual World was somewhat like the Spiritual Sea Domain simulated by the deep water area, yet not quite the same; here there was not a single drop of seawater, only boundless void.

The entire world, above, below, and on all sides, was painted over in pure white.

Only directly before him, within arm’s reach, a meter away, there hovered a wisp of black.

That wisp of black was the Netherworld Fire.

"Buzz."

The Netherworld Fire floated in the utterly white spiritual void like a heart, beating one thump after another; the last Spiritual World Gu Shen had reached was utterly black... the whole spiritual void had been dyed black by the Netherworld Fire, but now, with each heartbeat, a wisp of black seeped out, flowing like ink around his body and then, in an instant, being "drawn away" by the outside.

"This pitch-black color... is it misfortune, calamity?"

Gu Shen quietly studied this beating heart.

No one understood misfortune better than he did.

The last spiritual void had been so utterly black precisely because the disasters of the Netherworld Fire were too full, overflowing and dyeing the void pitch-black.

So his refinement had been extremely difficult, fraught with peril at every step.

But this time...

All the misfortune and calamity was flowing out beyond the void.

Gu Shen was not stupid; he knew someone was sharing the calamity for him...

It was Turing.

And also those slumbering, waiting lost souls of the Ancient Literature Society.

["Catch this flame and refine it!"]

Turing’s voice exploded within the Heart Lake; Gu Shen took a deep breath, hesitated no longer, and immediately stretched out his palm to grasp that mass of Netherworld Fire!

Boom!

The instant they touched, the fire seed detonated, unleashing an extremely aggressive shock of consciousness.

But Gu Shen only let out a muffled groan.

His five fingers clamped down hard on the Netherworld Fire; this heart appeared to beat with a normal force, but in reality it was incomparably powerful, capable of shaking his hand open at any moment... there is not a single fire seed in this world whose refinement is easy.

Even though the Netherworld Fire had long ago acknowledged Gu Shen as its future master.

If he wanted to refine it, he would still have to tame it!

"Come!"

Dazzling light erupted in Gu Shen’s eyes; he let out a roar filled with overwhelming authority.

All the Chi Huo between his brows streaked forth at this moment!

In an instant, the entire daytime void was ignited by Chi Huo, turning into a sea of flame!

Fire against fire!

He would use Chi Huo to forcibly suppress the Netherworld Fire!

The next instant!

With a bang, that wisp of Netherworld Fire exploded, turning into countless threads of dark firefly-like light, crashing about in all directions through the void, before finally gathering together into a thin, sickly-looking shadow.

"Hm?"

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes, looking at the shadow before him; a very familiar aura was emanating from its body.