Long ago, Xu Guang had seen a space within Wangdang Mountain that contained a Death Buddha Country, where the Buddha Head towered, the believers bowed their heads, and the aura of death permeated, harboring an exceedingly ominous energy.

Such places hold a deadly attraction for Fierce Ghosts. Some ghosts have tried to steal the Buddha Head from within, only to be pursued by Shadow Soldiers that appeared out of nowhere, who eventually recovered the Buddha Head.

The bronze fragment on his body, housing the Immortal Register, also seems to have a connection to the Death Buddha Country.

Xu Guang originally thought this was just a relic within Wangdang Mountain; he never expected to find a second one in a place like Jizhou.

Exterminate an entire Buddha Country...

What does this even mean?

The scenario must have been created by the same person or organization. What is their purpose?

Judging from the grandeur of the scene, the Buddha Country within the bronze blood gate seems to be more advanced than the one he saw in Wangdang Mountain.

Even though the panel transmitted information containing the potential for Qi Refiners to attain Extraordinary professions, Xu Guang dared not heed it. The grand myth-like snow mountain is not a place he can set foot in just yet; Extraordinary professions are appealing, but life is more important.

Xu Guang can't be bothered with many things; at this moment, he only wants to exit as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, the Extreme Soul Power can barely resist the force that manipulates the Divine Soul. As he erupts part of his soul, using the power of the soul's source as fuel, he aids himself in returning to his physical body. He casts one last glance at the Death Buddha Country on the snow mountain, resolutely turning back.

He can no longer seek out Cao Ku, who also carries Extreme Soul Power, necessitating burning his soul to escape. As for Cao Ku...

Xu Guang sighed inwardly.

As he rapidly turns around, what chills him to the core is...

The bronze blood gate...

It has vanished.

Gazing upon the empty, radiant world, a hint of incredulity flickers in Xu Guang's eyes. When he first entered, he confirmed that the blood gate would not disappear upon entry. When did this blood gate vanish?

He had to consider one thing: in his current condition, it's challenging to resist the soul-manipulating power that comes from an unknown source. He must think of a plan first; otherwise, even if the bronze blood gate appears, he would still be controlled by mysterious forces.

The space is not vast, with merely a glance one can see the end. Apart from the terrifyingly grand snow mountain, no exit is found.

"Could it be... that I need to go up the mountain?"

Xu Guang's face turned grim. The snow mountain filled him with an extremely terrifying sensation, as though this mountain ought not to appear in such a location.

He had seen Kunlun of Li Taizhou, far from comparing to the snow mountain before him.

The disparity between the two...

Is like the difference between earthly mountains and celestial ones.

Celestial mountains?

Xu Guang suddenly raised his head; a thought struck him. This snow mountain seems completely at odds with its surroundings; is it really in Jizhou?

Looking toward the snow mountain once again, there is no sign of vitality, a sense of despair and ruination pervading the snow mountain.

The ground is entirely covered in white snow; higher places, frozen into glaciers due to perpetual cold, have cliff edges seemingly cleaved by some force.

This is a dead land!

Xu Guang's gaze turned solemn as he looked upon the snow mountain. Suddenly, he saw strands of white mist rising from a crevice in the distant glacier, the only thing capable of movement on the snow mountain.

The wind blew, and the white mist transformed in the air, forming an extremely intricate talisman, gradually enlarging, hovering above the entire snow mountain.

As large as the mountain is, so too is the enlarged talisman, though its color became extraordinarily faint.

With the talisman's emergence, Xu Guang suddenly discovered that the soul-controlling power seemed to relax.

A suppressive force?

Xu Guang fell into a predicament; he should seize the opportunity to find a way out but harbored a reckless thought of going up the snow mountain.

And this thought grew ever stronger.

He deeply inhaled, casting his gaze upon the distant snow mountain, his body moving toward it.

Though appearing close, during actual flight, Xu Guang discovered an invisible resistance in the sky that made it hard to achieve a certain speed.

He nearly burst through his utmost speed, yet still took nearly a quarter hour to cover just over a hundred miles.

The talisman, mist-like above, became increasingly thin; Xu Guang dared not look for long.

First, he arrives at the grand temple that resembles a Death Buddha Country.

Previously distant, details obscured, but upon approach, he truly felt its majesty. Each believer in here is thirty meters tall, with the Buddha exceeding a hundred meters, which was why he could see it from so far away.

Everything here, seemingly enlarged by thirty times.

He did not fully enter the temple seemingly built of Profound Ice, opting to stand outside, peering within.

No, this isn't Profound Ice, but something equal in value to Source Crystal... Source Crystal!

These are high-grade Source Crystals, now used as mere construction materials; what handiwork is this?

Yet this temple, existing on the snow mountain for countless years, contains corroded Source Qi, the Source Crystal now indistinguishable from ordinary ice crystals.

With a final glance, Xu Guang's gaze sharpens as he sees the countenance of a distant believer.

That's... Cao Ku!

After a moment's silence, he suddenly extended his hand to touch the Source Crystal wall, allowing the true notion of forgetfulness to operate. A thought to forget everything expanded from within, instantly flowing along Xu Guang's arm.

He wished to attempt triggering the Narrator profession to see if he could discern the happenings here.