Chapter 603: Chapter 149 Great Cold_2
Perhaps they never expected the disturbance at the Qingzhong Cetery to be so significant.
But clearly!
The explosion within the cetery… was the signal that operations had begun!
The cracks among Changye’s Five Major Families, which appeared after Gu Changzhi’s death, had been small at first, but after twenty years of developnts, these cracks finally began to widen and expand…
At this mont, Gu Shen recalled what Elder Zhou Wei had told him about Gu Lushen’s proposal during the spiritual eting.
Next, a large number of Transcendents would enter the cetery.
This also ant… that the forces of the Five Major Families remaining in Changye would be significantly reduced.
In the shadows under the Divine Throne of the Source Tower’s God of Wine, Gu Shen did not know how many people stood, but he knew that Changye might soon face unprecedented turmoil.
He hurriedly took out the “Million Miles” given to him by Zhou Wei and began writing these ssages on the paper…
“It’s no use.”
The Tomb Guardian coughed dully.
Her body, due to the Sacrificial Divination Technique, had already lost most of its flesh and bone, and under the severe coughing, she even spat out blood…
This was a very cruel fact.
No matter how learned she was, how prophetic, how she foresaw all worldly affairs.
She was still rely mortal.
And mortals inevitably face death.
“Everything within this mausoleum… has been frozen, by the power of the Fire Barrier,” Qianye said softly: “Whether it’s ‘Deep Sea,’ Spiritual Link… or any other ans, none can make contact with the outside world. This is an isolated world, and it is about to face its ultimate closure.”
Gu Shen was montarily stunned.
“The ultimate… closure?”
“I’ve never seen such trendous spiritual power in all my life…” Qianye spoke softly, her gaze lowered: “Inside the hills, the power of the God of Wine’s Divine Throne has been completely suppressed, and this spiritual power keeps spilling out. Soon, it will carry the Extraordinary Essence throughout the entire mausoleum, and by that ti, Qingzhong will beco a ‘Super Large Disaster Realm.'”
Gu Shen narrowed his eyes.
Elder Zhou Wei and the entire federation’s upper echelon had assessed the situation inside Qingzhong… Many believed that the mausoleum had already beco a Disaster Realm.
But it wasn’t.
At least the path Gu Shen had taken since entering the mausoleum had not detected the presence of a Disaster Realm’s Source Essence Breath, only desolation and Silent Annihilation.
And upon reflection.
That atmosphere… it seed sowhat familiar.
He had comprehended “Spring Breathing,” experiencing the rebirth of all things with the arrival of spring in the Four Seasons Wilderness.
And before he began to comprehend the Jingzhe Scroll… the entire world had been one of Silent Annihilation, desolation.
That feeling was sowhat similar to the previous state of the mausoleum.
“You should know… Gu Changzhi created a breathing technique powerful beyond any precedent.”
Qianye had waited for twenty years.
Until now, with the revival of the Fire Barrier.
Qianye had still not seen Gu Changzhi… but that didn’t prevent a faint smile from appearing on her lips when she ntioned his na.
“Jingzhe, Gu Yu, Grain in Ear, Great Heat, White Dew, Frost’s Descent, Light Snow…”
She spoke slowly, enunciating each word.
Gu Shen had actually only heard the first two of these breathing techniques.
Jingzhe and Gu Yu, collectively known as “Spring Breathing.”
The rest weren’t hard to guess.
Every two solar terms combined to form a complete volu of the breathing thod.
Grain in Ear and Great Heat for “Sumr,” White Dew and Frost’s Descent for “Autumn,” but for “Winter,” only the standalone “Light Snow” had appeared.
“He once told , the perfect breathing technique is only one step away,” Qianye murmured: “The last volu, ‘Winter Breathing,’ symbolizes the mortal end from life to death. He created it up to the last stage but hit a bottleneck…”
“Great Cold.”
Following Light Snow cos Great Cold!
The magnificent golden light within the crevice of the stone gate seed to take on a silvery hue.
Gu Shen noticed that Master Qianye’s robes began to accumulate fine frost.
With a light tremble in her voice, she smiled and said: “If I’m not mistaken… his years of slumber have been spent contemplating the final stage, ‘Great Cold’…”
Separated by a stone door.
Gu Shen could already feel the icy chill.
He clasped Master Qianye’s palm, and ice slag also ford.
With things having co to this, Gu Shen roughly guessed what would happen next… If nothing unexpected occurred, Mr. Gu Changzhi’s spiritual power would sweep across the entire cetery, and once this super large Disaster Realm took shape, it ant that this place would be pulled into the “Great Cold” Dream.
This was the last scroll of the Four Seasons Breathing thod.
It also symbolized the scroll of “Silent Annihilation” and “Withering”!
And he faintly guessed…why there had been no movent from the Wine God’s Divine Throne within the inner mausoleum.
If it is said that.
The mont the Fire Barrier was propped open,
The Wine God was the first to face the “explosion.”
Then…without a doubt, he was also the person directly bearing the full brunt of Gu Changzhi’s “Great Cold” spiritual power.
“The Wine God is retracting his spirit…to counter the ‘Great Cold’ inside the mausoleum.”
Qianye’s body continued to withdraw golden threads.
She had been using Divination Skills to predict what would happen next… Those taboo matters involving the “Divine Thrones” could not be glimpsed by divination, no matter the cost, only a fog could be seen.
So she turned her gaze towards the cetery.
“Judging from the current situation, perhaps in a little while, the Array Patterns can be reactivated… Only… I… am now powerless to control the grand array.”
The Tomb Guardian slowly lifted her head, her gaze deep and aningful as she looked into Gu Shen’s eyes.
Gu Shen understood what she ant.
Unable to send ssages to the outside world ant that… soon, Transcendents from the three great areas and five great families of Changye would pour into the cetery… And by then, they would face the fully-ford “Super Large Great Cold Disaster Realm.”
This was almost a disaster that human power could not resist.
Gu Shen had seen the images transmitted from Moon City Fortress…that super large Disaster Realm had barely opened a portal, and the Transcendents who entered were almost completely annihilated.
If the “Great Cold Disaster Realm” of Qingzhong took shape, it certainly wouldn’t be just that.
What’s most terrifying is,
The survivors who entered the Disaster Realm of Moon City Fortress, upon awakening, reminisced about everything they experienced… What terrified people about that Disaster Realm was that it wouldn’t directly kill Transcendents but would trap them forever.
If there was no portal, no one would be able to leave.
Transcendents’ spiritual power and physical strength would be eroded little by little… And in the end, they would be tortured to death by endless wind and snow.
So Transcendents lost control, and others chose suicide.
“These are the remaining Array Pattern Diagrams… as well as my disassembly thoughts…”
Circle after circle of golden threads rotated and swooped in front of Gu Shen.
“I know…this is difficult…”
Master Qianye said softly with a smile, “But you need to enter the previous state of mind once more, there’s not much ti left… The more Array Patterns you grasp, the more you can master Qingzhong. As the ‘Great Cold Disaster Realm’ descends, you will beco the new Tomb Guardian.”
Having said this, Qianye took a long breath.
It sounded like so sort of “last words” being passed on.
It was more like… the completion of a legacy.
The expression beneath the flower cat mask was self-mocking, with a hint of regret.
She had guarded Qingzhong for twenty years.
She had thought… she was heartless, indifferent, staying in Qingzhong not because she cared for Changye, but only for Gu Changzhi.
But now it seed otherwise.
She didn’t want Qingzhong to lose its peace, didn’t want the innocents of Changye to wilt away within the cetery; apart from Gu Changzhi, she had other things she was reluctant to leave behind, other things she cared about.
“What are you talking about…”
Gu Shen took a deep breath.
He looked at Master Qianye and said angrily, “It sounds like everyone is going to die here. You haven’t even seen Mr. Gu Changzhi yet, and I haven’t seen my wife… How can we die?!”
The Tomb Guardian was taken aback.
In the next mont.
Gu Shen no longer spoke. His spiritual power slowly retracted, and Chi Huo folded into a tiny vertical pupil, swaying back and forth.
He imrsed himself in the Array Pattern Diagrams exhibited by those circles of golden threads.
This was the “life’s work” of Master Qianye.
And Gu Shen had returned to the state of mind of the “onlooker” who seeks yet cannot attain.
No.
Staying in the garden, with the sky collapsing around , I am the spine, how can I remain an onlooker?
At that mont, Gu Shen’s spirit was focused like never before, even surpassing the stillness of the “onlooker’s” realm!
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