Light Fortress Chapter 2121: Long Awaited (2)

Chapter 2121: Chapter 108: Long Awaited (2)

Those tasks he hadn’t completed, Gu Shen completed for him.

Gu Shen unsheathed the “Sword in the Stone” and also eradicated the Black Flowers that covered the mountains.

After fulfilling his promise to the Li Family.

Gu Shen, in the unseen, felt the meaning of [Infinite].

Perhaps Mr. Gu Changzhi had long escaped the river of time, standing on the shore all along, which is why he did things that were incomprehensible at the time.

Cause, and effect. Cycle, and return.

The divine shrine had its Black Flowers removed, and boundless light descended.

At that moment, Gu Shen too felt the sensation of standing on the shore.

As Gu Shen brushed his sleeve, a wisp of Heart Flow Power followed with it.

In the void of the Time Dojo, a golden light flame suddenly ignited!

Gu Xiaoman, who was in seclusion at the dojo, opened her eyes and looked at the flowing light in front of her, feeling the familiar aura.

“Brother…”

Xiaoman murmured softly.

To see Chi Huo now was to see Gu Shen.

The light flame gently divided a wisp of flame, entering the center of Gu Xiaoman’s brow, as if giving a response.

At the same time, the Chi Huo rushed to every “Torch Holder” who had arrived at the North Continent, whether they had entered the dojo or not.

“If you step into the dojo, carry this flame with you…”

Gu Shen said softly, “This Chi Huo should help you traverse the carrying rules of the ‘Time Dojo’.”

He stood on the shore.

Time, and age, could not bind him.

And those who held this wisp of Chi Huo… theoretically could be considered as Gu Shen’s “Heart Flow Avatar,” a thousand of him entering the dojo, and still just “one” Gu Shen.

“???”

Alf stared blankly at Gu Shen.

It spoke in a complex tone, “Isn’t this… cheating?”

“How could this be cheating?”

Gu Shen chuckled, “I’ve already given away the ‘Netherworld Fire,’ I don’t even have the fire seed, naturally, I’m no Divine Throne… since I’m not a Divine Throne, my existence doesn’t pose a ‘burden’ on the Time Dojo, does it?”

Alf was momentarily speechless.

Gu Shen blinked and posed a rather profound question to Alf.

“Have you ever thought about what the existence of ‘Chi Huo’ really is?”

Alf fell into deep thought.

The existence of Chi Huo…

What exactly is it?

In the Starship Era, the birth of each Fire Leader was a divine miracle marked by countless hardships, Transcendents needed to communicate with the “Gospel Box,” and the Transcendents of that era knew very little about the torch.

Later, during the escape, the Gospel Box separated and dismantled, which then defined the “torch” clearly.

Gu Shen quietly watched Alf.

This question was something he’d been contemplating for a long time, probably ever since his time at Yuan Dan Street, when he absorbed his first unordered source black point.

Why is it that only Transcendents who reached the [Angel Envoy] level could destroy the black points?

And yet Chi Huo could easily eliminate them?

Logically, that should only be a power that the torch possesses!

Regarding this question, Gu Shen only found the answer after the conclusion of “Restarting the Dream.”

He wanted to draw the “Fire Extinguishing Sword” from the Love Master’s statue.

Yet in reality, numerous attempts ended in failure, even smelting the Netherworld Fire brought no hope.

But in the dream, he succeeded in drawing the sword…

Netherworld Fire could not draw the sword, but Chi Huo could.

Chi Huo is a power higher than the “torch” level.

If the origin of the “torch” signifies a complete crushing of the material world’s rules, representing the highest level of “disorder.”

Then the power of “Chi Huo” stands opposed to the torch, being the highest level of “order.”

This is why Chi Huo can draw the sword.

The Fire Extinguishing Sword that the Starship Civilization Era wanted to forge essentially was “Chi Huo,” the epitome of “order”!

“Years ago, the Fire Leaders of the Starship Era took their torch from the ‘Gospel Box.’

Gu Shen softly reminded, “Then what is the ‘Gospel Box?'”

“Gospel Box… Gospel Box?”

Alf’s pupils contracted, eyes widening.

It suddenly understood Gu Shen’s point.

The torch is a fragment of the Gospel Box, but putting them together does not make a complete “Gospel Box.”

What’s pieced together with disorder remains disorder.

A layer of “order” was required on the outside.

Alf murmured, “So your ‘Chi Huo’ is the box that carries the twelve torches…”

“This is just a hypothesis.”

Gu Shen smiled, “But I’m sure I’m not the only one with this hypothesis, at least Mr. Turing thought the same.”

Because in the highest conference room in the Dead Sea Zone, there are thirteen seats!

Twelve torches.

And… the “Chi Huo” symbolizing order and synthesis!

…

…

Alf was still in shock.

The large life chamber suddenly began to tremble.

This signified the final countdown to the resurrection of Chu Ling had begun.

Moments later, Holy Light overflowed from the Mithril, and the bronze hall felt wind conjured out of thin air, warm gusts swirling around.

The golden illusion steadily spread at this moment.

The woman within the chamber slowly opened her eyes.

Gu Shen stepped forward, the Goddess’ robes in his hand caught by the wind, flowing high.

Upon revival, Chu Ling’s form was like those Transcendents completely “elementalized,” possessing the [Imperishable] authority attribute of the Torch of Love’s transmutation, she leaned slightly forward, her supple body breaking through the life chamber’s shell like a droplet of water, lightly landing on the ground.

The atmosphere swirled around, countless Holy Lights shattering as they met the wind.

She fell into Gu Shen’s arms.

“How do you feel?”

“It feels… alright. It’s something fresh this time, not climbing out of a well.”

Perhaps it had been too long since “meeting.”

Their conversation now seemed very polite, even a bit unfamiliar.

But the next moment.

Chu Ling leaned much of her weight onto Gu Shen, softly whispering, “Sorry… my legs are a bit weak, hold me.”

“???”

Alf was stunned, what shameless words.

“Holding you.”

Gu Shen replied gently, “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, the first time truly living, it’s no surprise to have weak legs.”

Back in the day.

When he just reincarnated into the Divine Infant Shell… he couldn’t stand either, he could only crawl.

Gu Shen cast Alf a “you better be sensible” look.

But the latter had no reaction, instead getting closer with curiosity.

“Uh… ahem!”

Gu Shen coughed heavily with a fist to his mouth.

Alf remained unmoved, even blankly asked, “What’s wrong, is your throat uncomfortable?”

“…”

Gu Shen sighed softly, saying no more, just ignited the Chi Huo, enveloping the surrounding area into the [creator] domain.

The space around the two shifted rapidly, the next moment, they were under the Pure Land Suxuan Wood.

Their embracing posture frozen unchanged.

But now, from the real world, they entered the Spiritual World.

Just that… compared to the bronze hall of the Origin, Pure Land was not necessarily the best place for a private meeting.

Currently, the area under the Pure Land Suxuan Wood was very lively.

The Dead Soul Army, a sea of people, all watching the scene unfold.

Revered as the Master of the World, Gu Shen’s descent prompted phenomenal occurrences that surprised everyone.

Although there were restrictions around the Suxuan Wood obstructing detailed imagery, the vague posture of the two embracing was clearly visible.

“Tsk tsk… such envy.”

Tie Wu grinned widely, pulling the dazed Hong Zhong closer.

“Miss Chu… finally reunited.”

Li Qingci sat alone outside a room, silently savoring tea, a contented smile on her face.

Under the Suxuan Wood.

“…Been a long wait.”

Chu Ling’s cheeks flushed slightly, her voice so low only the two could hear.

Gu Shen shook his head.

Chu Ling had waited for him at the Ice Sea for a full seven years.

Compared to that.

Gu Shen was not the one who had waited a long time.

Looking back, Gu Shen always considered himself a lucky person.

Because of luck, he could not betray those who silently sacrificed for him.

Gu Shen articulated each word seriously, “The one who should say it’s been a long wait is me.”

“The dissolution of the Da Han Origin will take fifteen years.”