Light Fortress Chapter 1890 - 1: Escape

"Boom!"

The fragmented land rolled like a torrent in the void, erupting with the roar of an angry dragon.

Wrapped in these fragments, the source energy boat quietly suspended.

The world was very noisy.

But inside the source energy boat, it was very quiet.

In the empty hold of the source energy boat, Chu Ling and Gu Shen just embraced each other.

The spiritual world and the material world overlapped and united at this moment.

The Blazing Light swallowed the Dead Sea.

The sun swallowed the soul.

A slight cracking sound rose, in the spiritual world it was the sound of the red gate being shattered by the Dead Sea.

In the material world, it was the sound of the array box breaking.

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After the Blazing Light faded, the red gate, the Dead Sea, all disappeared.

Gu Shen stood under the Pure Land Suxuan Wood.

He still maintained the posture of spreading his arms, but when he opened his eyes, Chu Ling was already gone, and with it, the overwhelming pressure... The entire world before him was bathed in light, as if the war of the Dead Sea had never occurred.

He turned back, seeing the anxious expressions of the figures in front of him.

Li Qingci, Tie Wu, Adam, Hong Zhong...

These figures, momentarily all frozen, like wooden sculptures.

Gu Shen slightly frowned. This was his Divine Domain, Li Qingci and Tie Wu were the soul spirits under his Pure Land, making them all stand still was not a simple thing.

Just like... time froze at this second.

A soft tap sounded.

A hand gently rested on Gu Shen’s shoulder.

This touch startled Gu Shen’s heart.

"Don’t be nervous, it’s me."

A familiar voice rang under the Suxuan Wood, Gu Shen turned back and saw the illusory figure wrapped in white light.

Standing under the Suxuan Wood, Turing spread his hand, a small pointer lying in his palm.

"Mr. Turing..."

Gu Shen’s heart suddenly relaxed at this moment. If anyone could make time stand still, then perhaps only Turing could do it.

Gu Shen’s voice trembled: "You are still alive?"

The last furious waves of the Dead Sea were too violent.

Turing, with his own strength, stood before the Pure Land, was flooded by the spiritual power mobilized by the Deep Sea... Gu Shen had watched that scene beside Chu Ling’s Spirit Sea.

He had thought that Mr. Turing had met with misfortune.

But unexpectedly, Turing was still alive!

"What kind of talk is this..."

"Who do you think I am? How could I die so easily here?"

Turing, pretending to be relaxed, smiled as he retracted his hand, clenched it by his lips, and then uncontrollably coughed twice.

This cough carried with it an indecipherable heaviness and pain.

He possessed a longevity unimaginable to ordinary people.

Able to unhesitatingly use five hundred years of life to pray for the soul of the Ancient Literature Society.

Then stand before the Dead Sea, consuming his life, resisting the Deep Sea.

This was an act defying the heavens.

However... the cost of resisting fate is always paid, the toll of this grand battle on him was evident, even though he pretended to be relaxed, his tone at this moment was deeply tinged with exhaustion.

"This trace of spiritual remaining time is not much."

Turing gently placed one hand on Gu Shen’s shoulder, saying: "So... the next conversation is very important."

Gu Shen held his breath.

"The war has not ended, the war has only just begun."

Turing said in a deep voice: "Even if the Three Continents accomplished Lion Awakening, to win this war... still won’t be easy. Because our opponent is not just Central Continent."

Opponent, not just Central Continent?!

Gu Shen’s heart sank.

What does this mean... Will the Southern Continent also join this war?

The previous release of the Lion Awakening code did not spread to the Southern Continent, precisely because of the stance of the "Storm God’s Throne," during the Chanyi City incident, the East Continent camp had basically confirmed the Storm’s betrayal, so even if war broke out, they would only regard the Southern Continent as an enemy.

Gu Shen asked: "Should we also pay attention to the Southern Continent as an enemy?"

"Southern Continent..."

Turing shook his head.

His voice weakly smiled: "Think about it, if the Southern Continent were truly an enemy worth worrying about, would Lin Lei and Bai Shu go to the Source Tower first?"

Gu Shen was stunned.

Lin Lei and Bai Shu, directly set off to besiege Qinglong at the Source Tower!

Now, among the Five Continents, the only free-moving Divine Throne is the Storm!

Mr. Turing has been planning for this war for thirty years... it’s impossible to have such a major error, he realized through "Divination Skill" countless glimpses into fate, although the fire cannot be looked at directly, there are other ways to see the Southern picture of the future, it is evident that the Southern Continent is not the "key player" in determining this war.

Then what does Mr. Turing mean?

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Yuanting Island, the sky was dim, waves were roaring.

A sturdy cage built by tides, half-immersed on the sea surface, the red dragon pierced by dozens of Green Silver iron chains, hung in the cage, covered in blood, half-kneeled on the waves, tossed by the rising and falling surf, the fury thunder above the sky had already silenced, but the heavy dark clouds lingered for a long time...

Opposite of the red dragon, the Southern Continent’s most powerful Saint sat cross-legged above the waves, his expression was somber.

Spring Plow slowly opened his eyes, looking at the young man trapped by the Water Cage, his eyes full of indifference.

Now the sea surface seemed "calm."

The two seemed to have already determined the victor... but actually, this entanglement over the past few days, let the Spring Plow Saint feel an unprecedented fatigue, with the Authority Power, he had always swept through battles in the Titled Realm, never having encountered an opponent.