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Chapter 835 - 697: Cross-Border Pursuit

Chapter 835: Chapter 697: Cross-Border Pursuit

Li Benlin shook his head and said, "Although I don’t know why the self-destruction just now was so loud, there are currently only four Other Domains Principles infecting this place, none of which is thunder."

"That Lord of Thunder only blew up four of his subordinates and his divine body. With the methods of the Witch Realm, they will probably use something like a Soul Box to complete the resurrection."

Wang Zijia’s gaze turned slightly cold as he said, "Thank you!"

Li Benlin glanced at Wang Zijia, did not ask anything, and did not intend to continue speaking. He instructed, "After I’m done with my affairs, could you come to Taiching Palace?"

"Of course!" Wang Zijia replied accordingly.

Seeing this, Li Benlin said no more, turned around, and disappeared.

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After everyone had left, Wang Zijia turned to look at the crystallized Earth and the Ruins of the Plain outside the crater.

The entire Qiu Family was gone, including the lower Cultivation areas by the lake.

But further out on the Green Pine Plain, where the Qiu Family’s Mortal life flourished, there were varying degrees of natural disaster, but not complete extinction.

Gazing at this scene, Wang Zijia pondered for a moment, raised his hand to beckon, and suddenly pulled Yu Guangyun from Sanyuan City.

After he appeared, he was stunned for a moment before asking in confusion, "Master? What is this place?"

Wang Zijia quickly instructed, "Don’t worry about anything else, just mobilize the lower disciples of the Yu and Zhu families to provide relief. Hm, ignore those who have turned into Puppets, they’ve been infected by Immortals. Just take care of those who survived."

"Uh... where is this? How far from ours?" said Yu Guangyun, asking subconsciously.

Wang Zijia’s thoughts moved and several human-skin divine thought paper man avatars appeared, saying, "You don’t need to transport them yourself, they will help you teleport the disciples, you just focus on disaster relief."

"Your disciple understands!" Although Yu Guangyun was still somewhat dazed, he grasped the general idea.

Wang Zijia nodded, said no more, and his figure disappeared on the spot, leaving Yu Guangyun gazing down at the terrifying crater, lost in silence for a moment.

Although he didn’t know what had happened, it was clear there had been a terrifying battle.

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In Sanyuan City, in the Yu Family, Wang Zijia’s figure emerged.

The recent upheaval had affected the entire East Wilderness.

Even Taiching Palace nearby was said to have fallen into a patch of Void Ruins, causing quite a stir.

Therefore, at this moment, Sanyuan City was unusually bustling.

Wang Zijia did not delay at all, his ravaged body continuously healing while he quietly scanned the area.

Then he left an Avatar at home and announced he was closing off to heal.

Immediately after, Wang Zijia’s original body vanished again.

When he reappeared, he had reached a desolate Valley far away from Sanyuan City.

As Wang Zijia entered the valley, Space fluctuated slightly, and he vanished into thin air.

Entering the internal valley with an embedded Space, a living Array composed of peculiar trees was quickly activated by Wang Zijia—exactly the Smuggling Array constructed by Yun Lai.

The next moment, an Empty Wormhole appeared, Wang Zijia wrapped in strange forces and disappeared from the original spot.

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Enveloped in the strange forces, Wang Zijia rapidly crossed through the endless Void and, after half a day, reentered an empty underground palace.

With his arrival, the palace’s Runes lit up, and the Black fog in the energy pool at the center Array had only a shallow layer left.

After quickly adjusting to the discomfort of rapid traversal, Wang Zijia’s Mind moved, and at last, he sensed the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge of frost.

The Blood-Red Book emerged, and Wang Zijia disappeared from the spot once again.

Indeed, Wang Zijia, through Yun Lai’s dual-world Smuggling Array, returned to the Witch Realm once more.

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In the halls of the Frost Temple, a large group of panicked people were busy at that moment.

Not only were there people from the Frost Goddess Faction, but even more, were members of the undead, sorcerers, Flame, and Puppets God Systems, reporting and seeking help.

All because their divine countries had suddenly shattered and fallen, their Statues had crumbled, and their Temples had collapsed.

All these signs unambiguously indicated their Gods had fallen!

This threw the entire Natural Law God System into utter chaos.

Whether in the Mortal World or the world of Magicians, the sudden fall of the four gods plunged everyone into panic and confusion.

Frost, as the logistics officer for this operation, saw many from different God Systems gathering at the Frost Temple for aid at this moment.

This was the cause of the busyness here.

Suddenly, amidst the bustle, Frost stopped in his tracks.

"Leave!"

In his own Temple, his words had the power of law, and before most people could react, they were thrown out of the Temple.

Only Frost was left in the Frost Temple.

"My lord, your servant humbly welcomes your arrival!"

With Frost’s reverent gesture, a Book materialized in front of him, and as it opened, Wang Zijia stepped out from it.

"Have you prepared the contingency plan I instructed you to?" Wang Zijia, without wasting a word, got straight to the point.

"It is ready, but the location of the Soul Box of the Lord of Thunder is top secret. Your servant only has a few speculated places and cannot be certain," Frost immediately replied.

"Let’s get to it immediately! If it works, it works; if not, we’ll have to think of something else later," Wang Zijia decisively declared.

"Your servant understands!"

No sooner had they spoken than Ice Frost quickly closed her eyes, tentatively triggering something, now verifying the prior arrangement.

The next moment, a hint of joy appeared on Ice Frost’s face.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia was about to ask something when suddenly his mind stirred, and he merged directly into Ice Frost’s body and vanished without a trace.

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No sooner had he disappeared than a point of lightning abruptly emerged in the Frost Temple, and the majestic figure of the Lord of Thunder materialized as if he were seated on a throne, composed and calm as ever, maintaining his dignity.

"What is it?"

He looked at Ice Frost and asked indifferently.

Facing the thunder, Ice Frost asked with her usual expression, "Gallian, have you truly returned? What exactly is the status of the plan? And what’s going on with Flame and the Puppets, all four of them?"

"There was an unexpected issue with the plan, and I sustained some minor injuries. Pacify them for now, and I’ll come to deal with it personally in a few days," Lei Ting stated.

"How long will it take? The fall of four gods is no trivial matter. Even if we ignore these messes, once the other God Factions get the news and come back from the Void Ruins, how am I to deal with it alone?" Ice Frost frowned.

"Soon, let’s leave it at that for now!" Lei Ting, serene in demeanor and indifferent in tone, abruptly terminated the communication.

As his apparition faded away, Wang Zijia quietly emerged, saying, "It seems he got hit hard. He can’t even maintain a brief conversation. Did you find the person?"

Ice Frost nodded, "We should have found him. I was already paying attention to his Soul Box. After bathing in your Divine Grace and coming back, I paid even more attention to these things, searching everywhere and making numerous arrangements."

"After you asked me, I invoked many of these arrangements and found that in a church of a mortal world, suspected to house the Soul Box, there was a clear sky thunderstrike a short while ago."

Wang Zijia was overjoyed, "That’s right, it must be the disturbance caused by that guy’s resurrection!"

Ice Frost immediately said, "Then, Master, should we go? I established teleportation points at each location that can be reached quickly."

"Well done! Let’s go!" Wang Zijia exclaimed with joy, directly rushing into Ice Frost’s body.

Being praised and possessed by Wang Zijia filled Ice Frost with immense honor, like a saint bestowed with the blessing of the Lord, fervent and thrilled.

Playing with souls, especially spells that require the target’s consent before meddling with their will, is truly terrifying!

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Witch Realm, Material Mortal World, Andigo Continent, Tulip Dynasty.

The Andigo Continent is the main stage for the sky and the God of Thunder.

Across the entire continent, apart from the Thunder Church, other sects have little power here.

The Tulip Dynasty is a kingdom where everyone worships the Lord of Thunder.

Half a day ago, dark clouds capped the sky, and thunder struck on a clear day.

Half a moment later, a shocking bolt of thunder fell upon the temple church, causing quite a stir.

It was quickly suppressed, and then the entire Thunder Church was put under martial law.

Rumors had it that the high priest had received a divine revelation. Some even said divine grace, and more exaggeratedly, that the Tulip Dynasty had experienced a divine descent!

However, such quiet and clamor lasted only for half a day.

At one moment, the Tulip Capital suddenly began to see snowflakes.

In the midst of summer, with clear skies and snowfall, the scene startled countless people.

But these snowflakes carried with them extreme cold. Whether it was people or objects, everything touched by the snowflakes was instantly entombed in ice.

Before these people could understand what was happening, the entire Tulip Capital had been completely frozen over, turning into a city of ice and death.

Immediately after, the figure of the Frost Goddess descended from the sky, landing in front of the Thunder Church and stepped into the Thunder Temple.

"Tap, tap!"

The frozen church was empty and desolate.

Ice Frost’s footsteps were steady yet clear.

Along the way, life-like ice sculptures seemed merely as decorations.

Ice Frost entered the church with composure, reaching the main hall where she saw the familiar Lord of Thunder.

His form was still perfect, calmly watching the suddenly descended Ice Frost.

If not for his body being halfway consumed by ice, betraying his dire condition, one could have mistaken him for the Lord of Thunder from before.

Even the spread of divine rules during his descent was uncontested, a testament to Lei Ting’s terrible state at the moment.

"Ice Frost, what do you want to do?" Even with his lower half frozen and the ice slowly creeping upward, Lei Ting still remained composed.

"Nothing much, just wanted to stop by and see how the lead god was doing," Ice Frost said with a slight smile, elegant and unruffled.

Lei Ting was silent for a moment before saying, "Leave now, and I can pretend none of this ever happened. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what?" Ice Frost interrupted Lei Ting with an almost mocking smile, full of confidence.

The Lord of Thunder’s gaze narrowed slightly, "I am indeed gravely injured, but you cannot kill me. At most, you’d ruin this new body and force me to resurrect once more... you..."

Before he could finish, the Lord of Thunder suddenly felt terror in his heart, familiar panic washing over him. His body surged with electricity as he was about to commit suicide.

"Crack, crack!"