Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1268: The Five Epsilons

Gazing at the colossal gate towering before him, Zhang Yi's mind brimmed with endless doubts and speculations.

Zhang Yi held back from acting, directing his eyes instead to the man in black.

The black-clad man fixed his stare on the Demon Kingdom gate ahead, advancing toward it step by step, extending a hand as though to caress it, though his actions betrayed obvious hesitation.

After a prolonged pause, he finally summoned the resolve to lay his palm on it.

Zhang Yi perceived the man channeling immense force, yet the gigantic gate stood utterly still.

Such overwhelming might caused even the nearby earth veins to tremble fiercely.

This individual was a formidable Epsilon-level superhuman!

Spotting such a powerhouse in the Snowy Plateau Region, Zhang Yi immediately recalled the Lord of the Charnel Ground from Sangha Monastery.

"It has to be him. With Epsilon-level power and the ability to locate the Demon Kingdom gate's entrance, no one else fits."

He hadn't anticipated the Lord of the Charnel Ground arriving here solo and silently prior to the Prayer Festival.

The intricacies of the Snowy Plateau Region proved far more tangled than he had envisioned.

Golden energy erupted from the Lord of the Charnel Ground's form. Channeling his full might, he strained to shove open the ancient portal with bare hands.

Yet despite his tremendous power, the gate showed no sign of yielding, not even a tiny crack appearing.

After pondering deeply, Zhang Yi summoned a Dimensional Gate right in front of him.

Brute strength having failed, he opted to test his spatial abilities.

An entity capable of unsettling the Lord of the Charnel Ground from the Snowy Plateau Region piqued his interest—he aimed to snatch some edge if possible.

But the outcome of his trial shocked Zhang Yi to the core.

His reliable spatial power, ever effective before, now fizzled out completely upon nearing that primordial gate!

It seemed some invisible force nullified it the instant his superhuman ability approached.

Unwilling to accept defeat, Zhang Yi conjured multiple Dimensional Gates, striving to bypass the massive barrier, only for every effort to fail.

This marked the first landscape Zhang Yi couldn't penetrate, instilling in him a deep reverence.

This sensation of helplessness had struck him recently once before.

It happened under the Qinling Mountains, confronting Bai Longzi.

Bai Longzi had effortlessly shattered his vaunted spatial traversal with a simple gesture.

"This spot is truly exceptional, brimming with mysteries!"

The urge to withdraw flickered in Zhang Yi's thoughts.

If merely the gate posed such a challenge, what horrors might lurk deeper within?

What if another powerhouse rivaling the Gatekeeper of the Netherworld or Bai Longzi awaited, bent on his demise? Wouldn't venturing here spell suicide?

Zhang Yi always shunned needless gambles.

Still, he lingered rather than departing at once, curious about the Lord of the Charnel Ground's next move.

Besides, escape wasn't feasible right now.

For another figure emerged from the far side of the subterranean valley.

Zhang Yi's eyes widened sharply at the sight.

The newcomer donned simple rough robes, hair unkempt, feet bare, palms pressed in prayer as he murmured Buddhist incantations, proceeding slowly one step at a time.

"Benefactor, a dangerous lair like this isn't suited for you."

Zhang Yi's face twisted in surprise upon recognizing him.

This was the very person he'd glimpsed at the Snowy Plateau Region's entry.

Two Epsilons.

Zhang Yi had assumed the Snowy Plateau Region harbored just one Epsilon-level being. Now, between these pair, which truly was Sangha Monastery's Lord of the Charnel Ground?

One cloaked entirely in black, features obscured; the other in plain robes, eyes clear and sincere.

Zhang Yi felt certain the daytime sighting was Sangha Monastery's Lord of the Charnel Ground.

Then who might this black-clad figure be?

Spotting the disheveled-haired man, the black-clad one tensed instantly.

"How did you make it here?"

The disheveled man offered a gentle smile. "If you can arrive, why not me?"

He exhaled softly, compassion etching his features as he urged, "Cease this madness! You've unleashed far too much woe on the Snowy Plateau Region. Halt while you can—I'll intercede for you before the Buddha."

The black-clad man let out a icy scoff.

"You sanctimonious fraud! Aren't you the true root of the Snowy Region's disasters?"

His superhuman energy flooded forth like crashing waves. Towering golden wings unfurled behind him, slicing skyward like deadly blades. Zhang Yi felt a soul-piercing shriek reverberate through him.

Though the black-clad man unleashed awesome force, the disheveled-haired man stayed composed, eyes unwavering.

Ignoring the black-clad aggressor, he pivoted abruptly toward Zhang Yi's hiding spot.

"Gentlemen, enjoyed the spectacle long enough?"

Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed. He'd cloaked his presence entirely via Dimensional Space—even cutting-edge scanners couldn't pinpoint him.

Concealed within the stone strata too, detection should have been impossible.

Was this a mere feint?

The disheveled man paused briefly before shaking his head.

"With your lofty standings, lurking in shadows seems beneath you, no?"

Only then did a third figure emerge from shadows elsewhere.

Enveloped in a sleek black combat suit, face hidden, his stature towered imposingly.

"Heh heh, rumors of the esoteric sect's Lord of the Charnel Ground boasting potent 【Six Senses】, perceiving all sounds with no evasion possible, held true upon witnessing it myself."

From another angle, yet another man appeared, clad head to toe in dark golden combat gear, gripping a striking golden holy sword inverted in his grasp.

Grinning, he remarked, "We're merely spectators. Never dreamed such a marvel hid under the Great Snow Mountain."

The towering black-suited man huffed derisively at the golden one. "You knew precisely what lay here—why feign surprise?"

The disheveled-haired man released a heavy sigh.

His gaze returned to Zhang Yi's position.

"Benefactor, no need to conceal yourself further. All are gathered—why not step forth and speak?"

Realizing concealment was futile, Zhang Yi altered his Hidden Dragon armor's guise. For camouflage, it could shift hues and tweak its form subtly.

Now silver-gray, Zhang Yi's armor gleamed.

Emerging from the rock wall, he positioned himself centrally amid the group, keeping prudent separation from the other four.

"Greetings, all. Are we complete now?"

Zhang Yi smiled as he spoke.

Yet inwardly, shock rippled through every soul there.

Elites sensed kin. Every figure assembled wielded exceptional prowess.

In essence, five supreme Epsilon-level superhumans had converged at once!

Five in total. None foresaw this convergence.

Each had anticipated dominating unchallenged, yet all shared the identical intent.