Light Fortress

Chapter 1880: Chapter 462: Tonight, Dead Sea_3

This layer of ink is evenly distributed above the Skytop, giving a strong sense of unease.

Just a moment ago, the branches and leaves of the swaying Suspending Tree ignited one after another, and now those stars have also taken on an ink color.

"These ink colors are all ominous..."

Li Qingci raised his head and gazed at the Heavenly Curtain.

Tie Wu’s expression was full of worry.

Li Qingci could see what this was, and of course, he could also see that the Pure Land World was actually a reflection of Gu Shen’s inner world. When Gu Shen’s Heart Lake is calm, the Pure Land is peaceful. When Gu Shen’s Heart Lake is turbulent, the Pure Land World also becomes turbulent.

"What exactly is happening in the outside world?"

Tie Wu leaned on his hoe, both worried and anxious.

He knew that Mr. Xiao Gu must have encountered trouble, and tremendous trouble at that.

"Gu Shen... is undergoing a tribulation."

Li Qingci, with a heavy expression, murmured, "A great tribulation."

Someone had spent hundreds of years praying to the Suspending Tree and the Pure Land.

This enormous cost is something that ordinary mortals simply cannot afford...

Although Li Qingci did not know what that long-lived, generous "mysterious person" wanted to accomplish with such a huge cost, it must also have been some "grand wish."

The stars that descended into the Pure Land are the targets of the "Prayer Technique."

"A great tribulation?"

Tie Wu was stunned for a moment.

"Most likely related to the ’spark.’"

Li Qingci, staring at the phantom of the Suspending Tree, said nervously, "Now outside the Pure Land, it is most likely that some fierce battle is happening."

"Battle... I also want to join."

Tie Wu clenched his fist.

He is not afraid of death.

This lack of fear of death is not merely words.

Tie Wu knew that the Pure Land can infinitely revive lost souls... but even without the power of revival, he still is not afraid of death.

As long as it can help Gu Shen.

He and the souls under his command are willing to sacrifice everything.

Having died once already, how could they fear a second death?

It’s just that they are merely a wisp of soul, and they cannot help in the battles in the real world.

But in the next moment.

A misty, blurred figure descended above the Heavenly Curtain.

That figure is known to every living being residing in the Pure Land.

Clad in white clothes and a white dress, she exudes an otherworldly air.

"It’s Miss Chu Ling..."

Tie Wu raised his head.

Whether it’s an illusion or not, he felt that the power that always bound the Suspending Tree seemed to be loosening somewhat.

In spiritual form, Chu Ling descended into the Pure Land World, suspended on the Skytop, silently overlooking the beings on this wasteland.

She did not speak, nor did she need to speak.

Long ago, Gu Shen had granted Chu Ling all access to the "Pure Land."

He is her eyes, and she is the same.

She could hear the heart’s voice of every being on this wasteland.

She could also sense the battle intent of every being—

The scenes happening outside may not be visible to the Pure Land, but these souls share a connection with Gu Shen... They know Gu Shen is in trouble, and they want to go to battle.

Gu Shen, trapped in the predicament of the spark, has no time to release the Pure Land.

But...

Chu Ling can.

The woman extended her five fingers.

The barrier between the Dead Sea Zone and the Pure Land World was thus breached!

Rumble!

Vast seawater from the Spiritual Sea Domain rushed into the wasteland!

The stars hanging at the ends of the Suspending Tree branches and leaves were no longer a blurred and vague illusion.

The souls in the Pure Land saw the true form of those "stars"—they were "people" just like themselves.

No...

With the barriers between the two Spiritual Worlds broken through, the spirit of Turing, along with the seawater, entered this Spiritual Sea Domain. Li Qingci, Tie Wu, Adam, Hong Zhong, and the souls surviving in this Pure Land, whether or not they had developed wisdom, instinctively looked at their own palms at this moment.

Radiant brilliance spread over their bodies.

They are fire.

They are light.

Tonight, every wisp of soul drifting and floating in the Dead Sea is also a star.