557: Chapter 132: Him in the Darkness_3 557: Chapter 132: Him in the Darkness_3 It was simply not possible to carry out an assassination within Snow Forbidden City.
It was clear.
After the mishap on the Tundra…
Bai Xiu had completely lost trust in the “Elder Council”.
He locked himself away.
With the incredible speed of this prodigy’s cultivation, if he continues to cultivate like this, what will beco of him?
Who could possibly kill him!
…
…
After watching for a mont, Bai Zesheng left the alley.
He continued on his way, heading deep into the alleys within Snow Forbidden City.
He made no effort to avoid the “Wind Eye”.
In theory, “Wind Eye” should be able to see all this clearly.
But…
at this mont, “Wind Eye” had undergone a subtle change; soone with high privilege had helped Bai Zesheng erase his trace after leaving the alley.
The so-called erasure did not an wiping away the entire segnt of footage.
Rather…
it erased just one person.
He beca like a ghost, able to appear anywhere in Snow Forbidden City, and not be recorded.
Half an hour later.
Bai Zesheng arrived at his destination, an extrely secluded old residence.
He pushed open the courtyard gate to find inside a plainly furnished cabin with a foundation, and the hall was adorned with drapes fluttering in the wind.
If anyone were to attempt to connect to “Deep Sea” here, they’d discover there was no signal whatsoever inside the house.
This place was a “land of utter darkness”.
In every sense of the term “darkness”.
Besides lacking a “Deep Sea” connection signal…
there was also no light here.
Bai Zesheng stood in front of the house.
He bowed deeply, collecting all his thoughts, and slowly said,
“Sa as usual…
there’s no disturbance in the alley, can’t find a good opportunity.”
There was no imdiate response from inside the cabin.
Bai Zesheng kept his posture of a deep bow, ready to leave the courtyard according to his usual habit…
But just outside the drapes, a familiar, tall, and slender figure slowly beca visible.
“The master invites you inside for a chat.”
Bai Zesheng furrowed his brow.
He lifted his head to look at “Mr.
Jin” who had lifted the drape.
It had been nearly a year since their parting on the Tundra…
To this day, he still couldn’t believe that the scene before him was real.
Because it was simply too insane.
The guy he had protected while fleeing from Yinta…
had brazenly returned to the East Continent after half a year and had chosen to settle in Changye.
That was not so crazy.
After all, the “Deep Sea” database had no matching blood samples, so there was no imdiate concern about being discovered.
The craziest part was…
Bai Zesheng took a deep breath.
He walked inside.
The cabin was pitch-black, hard to adjust to visually, but upon entering behind the drapes, a sweet and rich aroma imdiately wafted through the air.
Several wooden racks were placed around the cabin, defying seasonal timing, covered with bunches of grapes.
A youth dressed in a plain black cloth shirt that seed to blend into the darkness around sat cross-legged on the floor of the cabin.
In this already dark environnt…
he chose to keep his eyes tightly shut.
This was voluntarily choosing to be a blind man.
Bai Zesheng could not comprehend such behavior and did not dare look directly at the youth in the darkness, for just approaching a few steps closer…
he could feel an enormous pressure, a suffocating oppression.
This was…
divine might!
“Lord Jiu…”
Bai Zesheng struggled to complete the courtesy, his voice hoarse as he spoke.
Who would have thought that the “Wine God” from Source Tower would actually co to the East Continent in person?
And…
settle in Snow Forbidden City!
The first ti he saw this youth, Bai Zesheng could hardly believe his eyes…
The last ti an “Angel Envoy” was dispatched was a matter of intense controversy within the Five Continents.
Because of Da Du’s furious protest, the Five Continents Council redefined the limits within which “Angel Envoy” could operate and the treaties that must be followed to use the “Credentials”.
And this ti.
The Divine Throne arrived in person.
The irony was…
even if this matter was exposed, the Five Continents Council wouldn’t issue any rebuttals, because no one had the right to interfere with the actions of a “Divine Throne”; they went wherever they wished.
It was just out of respect for the highest-level tacit agreent.
The Divine Thrones of each continent ordinarily would not cross the boundaries of a continent to reach another neighboring one.
Unless there was a special mission.
For instance, a “Super Large Disaster Realm” that only occurs every several years, and the Divine Throne of that continent happened to be indisposed and couldn’t attend, requiring soone else’s assistance to clear it…
Only under such circumstances would a Divine Throne from another continent step in.
So said that this year’s Snow Forbidden City was the calst it had been in twenty years.
After Gong Zi removed the Fla Dream.
Inside Snow Forbidden City, it suddenly beco quiet…
Bai Xiu did not appear, Gu Shen was in seclusion, the young generations of the three schools and five major families fought amongst each other, but rarely did anyone astonishing erge.
But Bai Zesheng knew.
The reason for this year’s tranquility in Snow Forbidden City…
was that it was about to encounter the biggest “wave” in its history.
The “Wine God” had lived in Snow Forbidden City for nearly half a year.
This half-year.
Every “audience” with Bai Zesheng was inevitably sowhat fraught with trepidation.
They weren’t far from “Qingzhong”.
The man said to be “asleep” in the legends, what if he woke up at any mont?
A personage like the “God of Wine” could leave any place unscathed…
but in that mont, Bai Zesheng would et his end without a place to be buried.
In the darkness, the youth’s voice ca through.
“You are afraid…”
“You are afraid of Gu Changzhi.”
The youth spoke softly, his eyes remained closed, but it was as though he saw through everyone’s spirit, soul, and thoughts.
“Since you’ve chosen to follow …
you must be prepared to devote everything.”
There was a slight reproach in his voice.
A re sliver of spirit laid upon the mortal body.
Was like a mountain.
Bai Zesheng’s face turned pale.
He hurriedly cleared all distracting thoughts from his mind.
“Don’t worry…
with here, there’s no need to fear anyone.”
The voice of the “God of Wine” was the greatest encouragent in this world!
Bai Zesheng felt the pressure vanish all at once.
He knelt on the cabin floor, summoned the courage, and looked up in the darkness.
At this mont, next to the young Divine Throne, stood another lean “young man” with a posture that suggested he was a servant attending to the Divine Throne, just like Mr.
Jin, one on each side.
“There is a matter…
for which I need you to make a trip.”
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