Light Fortress
Chapter 464 - 101: Bloodbath at Evening Bell (Long - ! Please subscribe and vote for the monthly ticket~)_3

Chapter 464: Chapter 101: Bloodbath at Evening Bell (Long Chapter! Please subscribe and vote for the monthly ticket~)_3

Mr. Zhuo took a deep breath and spoke coldly, "Kill him before those damned East Continent people notice anything odd... Today, it’s either he dies or we die!"

...

...

The snowfield stretched endlessly.

Everywhere was white.

At the foot of the snow mountain, Gu Shen hid his entire body under a huge protruding rock, forcefully calming his breath before slowly taking off the iron armor.

The iron armor was without a scratch.

His skin only had a red mark left on it.

It seemed... his idea was not wrong; the items from this ancient coffin, just like the "Lamp of Sorrow," looked unassuming but were actually quite significant.

The iron armor could reduce a great amount of impact force.

Although some force still penetrated, it only caused minor injuries that would heal before long.

You must know, this item is purely physical.

Just like the "Lamp of Sorrow," it couldn’t be considered a sealed artifact!

If it also had a corresponding "spirit"... then what would it be like when complete?

After Gu Shen escaped, the first thing he did was bury the ancient coffin deep beneath the snow layer at the foot of the snow mountain.

This was a natural "coffin hiding" spot, and to find the coffin again wouldn’t be easy... even with the use of spiritual power, one would need to plow the ground thoroughly, turning it upside down!

"A piece of bad news... the signal is blocked."

Chu Ling’s voice sounded somewhat worried, "The ’signal’ here is very bad, not a coincidence but inevitability, they must have drawn up Extraordinary Array Patterns in the nearby area, guarding against situations like this."

"...Mhmm."

Gu Shen sat cross-legged, practicing Spring Breathing. Every second was precious for him now.

The "massacre" inside the tomb had drained him of a massive amount of spiritual power!

Hypnotizing over three hundred people in an instant and erasing their spirits at the same time... being able to do that was already a "miracle."

"The good news is we’ve escaped the Late Bell Church’s base," Gu Shen said softly, "If they had reacted faster, the cost for me could have been greater... These guys sealing off the snow mountain, looks like they want a fight to the death with me?"

The followers from the Southern Continent had traveled thousands of miles just to steal this ancient coffin.

Now Gu Shen had preemptively taken it!

Without looking, Gu Shen could imagine the person in charge’s expression at this moment.

"The signal blockade on the snow mountain is to prevent you from calling for help. These people not chasing after you right away could mean they have means to control the surroundings... Now, this place has become a sealed prison," Chu Ling said with a serious tone, "They want to hunt you down."

"The closest Gu family station is roughly forty li away." She asked earnestly, "Do you need me to notify them directly with the ’Deep Sea’ authority?"

"No..."

Gu Shen still shook his head.

He took out the Bengxue Bullet and hung the red cord in front of his neck, "It’s not easy to come by such an opportunity... I want to give it a try..."

The crisis between life and death made Gu Shen’s blood boil.

But his thinking remained calm.

He understood exactly what he was doing.

"The snowfield is different from the tomb; this snowfield is too vast... Even sealed off, it’s still huge."

Gu Shen rubbed his cheek and slowly said, "You’re right, this place is sealed off... Indeed, it is a prison, but not mine, theirs."

Chu Ling was taken aback.

Sometimes, she felt she didn’t understand Gu Shen that well.

No.

That is, she didn’t understand humans that well.

The blood flowing in the bones of humans always yearned for excitement, for challenges.

The pure spirit detached from flesh and blood found it difficult to comprehend the "pleasure" humans could enjoy at the brink of death.

"So..."

Chu Ling said with a complex tone, "You want to turn it around... to hunt them?"

"Heads delivered to my doorstep," Gu Shen said quietly, "I am just happily accepting them."

...

...

The search over the snowfield continued for several hours.

After the "Storm Shield" was activated, the three snow mountains within a ten li radius were completely sealed off... The continuous howling winds formed a wall, and if someone tried to touch it, the "Storm Shield" would immediately lock in on their position.

To prevent the unexpected "assassination" from happening again, the search team split into three groups, Mr. Zhuo on his own and the other six Transcendents, three to a team... one small team for each snow mountain.

In theory, as long as that young man was still within the "Storm Shield’s" formation, they would find him soon!

But what was strange,

was that until nightfall,

the searches conducted by the Late Bell Church yielded no results.

The woman Hypnotist in a green robe stood at the foot of the mountain. After searching for the third time to no avail, her expression was somewhat dazed.

"Mr. Zhuo... there is still no harvest on my end..."

The green-robed Hypnotist spoke in a low voice to the silver foil in front of her robe. After completely blocking the "Deep Sea" signal, their team had to rely on this small silver foil for communication.

This was a gift from the great Storm himself!

Inside it was embedded with unimaginable power... although this force only allowed them to transmit a tiny strand of spirit, it could disregard space, connecting anywhere, anytime.

For the Late Bell Church, this small silver foil was nothing short of a "Divine Miracle!"

"..."

Mr. Zhuo was silent for a moment before offering a simple reply.

"Search again."

The other small team also searched to no avail.