He sat for a long ti, now staring at the desk piled high with dense blueprints, a sharp pain piercing his mind...
Lately, his "Spirit Sea" seed to have so anomalies, with sharp forces occasionally impacting his mind.
He shouldn’t stay up late.
Otherwise, his head would feel as if filled with thousands of fine needles, aching unbearably, impossible to relieve.
"It’s ti to rest..."
Tomb Ghost rubbed his brow, let out a big yawn, lay down on the bed, and pulled up the covers.
The mont he closed his eyes.
In the darkness, it was as if a sudden light appeared.
["Master!"]
He seed to return to the scene from half a year ago, where the giant kneeled and exerted all his strength, trying to pull out the sky-reaching Sword in the Stone, ultimately failing.
Countless blood cascaded down from high above.
The angry roars incomprehensible to outsiders.
He understood them.
["Pull it out..."]
The giant’s head shattered, imnse power poured down, it struck the Heavenly Sheath with its forehead, a scene extrely tragic, extrely heroic, with each strike, Tomb Ghost felt his heart being pounded by a giant drum.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In the darkness, the man lying on the bed curled up like a shrimp.
In his dream, he was the sa... shrinking himself desperately small, wishing to squeeze into the world’s chasm, afraid to look at the towering bleeding giant, but no matter how he hid, he couldn’t escape the earth-shaking roars.
"Pull it out!"
A raspy voice echoed in the dark room.
Tomb Ghost suddenly sat up, drenched in cold sweat, incredulously raised his hands, looking at his palms... He was still alternating between dream and reality, not fully awake.
Yet the residual echo in his ears made him dazed.
Did he just scream aloud?
"Knock knock..."
A gentle knocking sounded outside the room, responding to his confusion.
"Mr. Xing Yun, what happened?"
It was the Transcendent sent by the Gu family to keep watch, responsible for guarding his safety.
Gu Nanfeng specifically instructed that the Gu family’s Transcendents should constantly stay and watch over Tomb Ghost to prevent any accidents.
"It’s nothing... just had a nightmare..."
Tomb Ghost leaned against the bed, his lips dry, his trembling hands trying to clench into fists, yet unable to even make a simple closed gesture.
Why does he keep having this dream?
These frail hands can only flip through blueprints and write ancient scripts...
Pulling out the sword, pulling out the Stone Sword?
Ridiculous, absurd, grotesque.
After this nightmare, he could no longer close his eyes, tossing and turning, unable to find peace.
In the silent room, Tomb Ghost even heard the violent heartbeat born of fear...
He got up, cloaked himself tightly, added another layer, opened the door, softly asked: "I want to go out for a walk, may I?"
This night, the watch was a young Gu family descendant.
The Night Watcher respectfully said: "Mr. Xing Yun, are you going to the Sky Sheath Core Area? Kindly wait a mont, I will report to Lord Luo Yu."
"Just going out for a walk..."
Tomb Ghost smiled helplessly: "It’s so late, no need to disturb Luo Yu."
The Night Watcher glanced at the ti, pondered for a mont, then courteously said: "If it’s just a walk, then let accompany you."
"Then thank you."
Tomb Ghost adjusted his coat.
He walked alone into the snow, initially wanting to chat with the Gu family’s Night Watcher, but the young man adhered to his duty, simply following from a distance after Tomb Ghost went out, maintaining quite a free space... He was the ancient script translator for the Sky Sheath Core Area, spending most of his ti thinking, and the Gu family’s Transcendents were accustod to giving him quiet.
Tomb Ghost could only walk solitary under the iron wall.
Countless clumps of snow circled the night sky, those Transcendents of the North Continent rested inside the Source Energy Boats at night... those boats hovered outside the prison, lights extinguished, cold as ever.
The entire "Snow Cage," the only light was in the core area’s "Stone Sword."
The Stone Sword soared to the sky.
Just as its na suggests, "Sky Sheath," this stone sheath stood like a "Sky-reaching Lighthouse," its surface reflecting the bleak snow light.
Tomb Ghost did not enter the Sky Sheath Core Area...
He simply watched the Stone Sword from afar, recalling his previous nightmare in his mind.
At this mont, others were also watching him.
...
...
The high tower of the Tundra Prison, silent as the grave.
Two figures stood silently in the moonlight atop the tower.
Mr. Ghost, Mr. Xue.
These two Titled individuals were responsible for guarding the entire "Snow Cage," they usually didn’t appear, yet their spiritual power fully covered the entire prison... except for the "Sky Sheath Core Area," the adverse place that weakens source fluctuations, even they wouldn’t easily enter.
"So late, yet soone is walking outside the iron wall..."
Mr. Ghost was drawn out by this aura.
He stood atop the tower, gazing at Tomb Ghost’s figure, slightly frowning.
"Is he trying to observe the ’Sky Sheath Core Area’s ancient script?"
Mr. Xue was also attracted.
Both Titled individuals naturally knew Tomb Ghost’s special identity, the "translator" intentionally invited by Gu Nanfeng, yet an ominous aura enshrouded him, seen by both Mr. Ghost and Mr. Xue... Most of the ti, they wouldn’t contact him.
"Recently, the spiritual aura of the ’Sky Sheath Core Area’ has been fluctuating greatly. I often feel uneasy."
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