"Fellow brothers, follow me to suppress the Ancient God!"

Originally, it was Qin Cultivator's former life in the coffin that appeared, relying on the great furnace of heaven and earth to refine the origin of the Ancient God, but now that the other party has not controlled the past corpse to walk out, they have a chance to survive.

Before the Ancient God could kill them, they must seize the moment to refine the origin that had crossed worlds.

...

Xu Guang lay on a rock on Da Xue Mountain, the poison of life-cutting was being slowly suppressed, but since he had been deeply poisoned earlier, he temporarily lost the ability to move.

His gaze swept across Da Xue Mountain, searching for looming dangers.

Fortunately, after that terrifying soul-capturing force swept through, Da Xue Mountain returned to tranquility.

Through General Wei, he also gained some understanding of what was happening in the outside world.

What Huan Songzi thought of, he also realized.

He couldn't help but feel a chill of fear in his heart.

Qin Cultivator's schemes were truly deep. No wonder he could silently, right under the noses of several Second Nirvana experts, take away Bai Xiaozhu and infiltrate the mine.

In the past, Yan Zhen was killed by him, losing the Dao fruit, it really wasn't unjust.

Such a forbearing, ruthless, unfeeling old silver coin, is hard for ordinary people to guard against.

After a long time, he finally regained some mobility and began searching for the whereabouts of the Bronze Blood Gate.

The Bronze Blood Gate on this side of Da Xue Mountain was constantly changing location.

When passing by the glacier crevice where he previously witnessed Qin Cultivator being devoured, Xu Guang was extremely cautious. The hidden existence here was terrifying in the extreme, even though at the time Qin Cultivator had his Holy Artifact taken, he himself still possessed First Grade peak strength, yet such a person was silently swallowed by that existence, one can hardly fathom the power of the other at its full strength.

The glacier crevice appeared unchanged; even the traces left by the creature when it emerged on the glacier had vanished without a trace with the mountain wind.

Xu Guang's gaze lingered for a moment within the glacier crack, then he turned away.

Unless there was truly nowhere else with the Bronze Blood Gate, he dared not reenter this glacier fissure.

He couldn't believe he could be so unlucky twice in a row, that the location of the Bronze Blood Gate would both times be within the glacier fissure.

He drove the Source Qi within him, utilizing Daoist Technique, executing a Second Grade Daoist Technique - Thoughtful Sky.

This was a sophisticated Daoist Technique using weather changes to search for traces. The weather is sensitive, and any tiny variation can trigger a significant change in the Heavenly Phenomenon.

Thoughtful Sky uses the subtle changes in the Heavenly Phenomenon to find things difficult for ordinary people to discover.

After completing the Sealing, the mountain wind changed slightly, pausing around Xu Guang for a moment, then howling away as if alive.

Xu Guang closed his eyes, quietly sensing the changes in the wind and the messages it brought.

After a moment, he began searching for the first suspicious location.

It was a mountain hollow where, at some unknown time, a deep cave had appeared, emitting a faintly pungent, bloody stench.

Xu Guang paused to gaze, once more utilizing Thoughtful Sky.

The wind from within the cave told him there seemed to be a terrifying presence inside.

Ultimately, Xu Guang did not enter. Through three deployments, listening closely to the voice of the wind, he confirmed there was no blood gate he sought within.

So he continued forward.

For more than an hour.

He traversed the five places the wind had pointed out as most likely to contain the Bronze Blood Gate, leaving only the last location, which was that glacier fissure.

"Damn! How could I be so unlucky?"

Tens of thousands of grass mud horses galloped through Xu Guang's mind.

But helplessly, this Da Xue Mountain was not a place to stay long; he had to leave quickly.

Summoning his courage, Xu Guang returned to the glacier fissure that swallowed Qin Cultivator, cautiously peering down.

The deep crevice felt like an abyss from which the bottom could not be discerned.

The massive form he vaguely saw last time was now completely out of sight.

Xu Guang's body was still somewhat weak, and he descended very slowly.

Constantly praying in his heart that the position of the Bronze Blood Gate was not so deep.

He did not wish to accompany Qin Cultivator.

Finally, after descending roughly three to four hundred meters, Xu Guang spotted the location of the Bronze Blood Gate.

He exhaled a long breath; this depth compared to the depth of the crevice should be trivial.

Just as he was about to draw near to the Bronze Blood Gate, an unexpected sound emerged from the depths of the crevice, something not quite a living being, like the sound of a stone dropped from above, resounding after a long descent, or perhaps like the beating heart of some giant creature, or a low growl from a dreadful existence.

Xu Guang immediately held his breath, clinging to the glacier, motionless, using Water Attribute Qi Force to command the surrounding ice to congeal around him.

The sound persisted for dozens of breaths before finally ceasing.

Xu Guang let out a relieved breath, ready to move forward.

But at this moment, something suddenly emerged on the opposite glacier.

It was... a pair of enormous eyes!

One eye was calm and composed, while the other flowed with blood.

"This..."

This was a long, oppressive stalemate.

After an unknown period, the eyes steadily receded, as though another world lay beneath the opposite layer of ice.

Xu Guang instinctively glanced back at the glacier behind him – there was something there too!

Not a human face, but a grinning mask that, much like the eyes on the opposite side, vanished into some unidentified space as Xu Guang beheld it.

Xu Guang looked ashen and troubled, muttering curses to this haunted place that no one in their right mind would wish to enter.

The resentment toward Qin Cultivator grew, yet Qin Cultivator was likely already dead, leaving Xu Guang unable to vent his rage on a deceased man.

So upon reaching the Bronze Blood Gate, he charged in headfirst, without looking back, seeing nothing left around him.

...

Though little time had passed, for those in the mining district, impending death hovered like a sword of Damocles, with no one finding solace in being alive at that moment.

The conscious clung to hopes of survival.

The fallen began to revel in divine madness, singing hymns to the Annihilation Venerable, even if the Ancient God had no need for devotees like them.

The presence of the Ancient God grew increasingly distinct.

"Huan Songzi Senior Brother, are you ready yet!?"

In a cluster of clouds, eight individuals – two Nirvana practitioners from the Northern Emperor Institute and three from the surrounding mining districts – gathered.

They exerted all effort to shield their presence, while Huan Songzi concentrated on locating the node of the Mountain and River Great Furnace Array, intending to suppress the entrance of this Ancient God using the great furnace Qin Cultivator had previously set up.

Yet such a complicated array wasn't something that one could master immediately, casually controlled by any passerby.

Huan Songzi, already a skilled master within the Northern Emperor Institute with respect to Feng Shui Array techniques, found himself troubled grappling with Qin Cultivator's setup.

The complexity of the array was extraordinary.

Its difficulty was no less than an array personally arranged by a Saint.

And the Ancient God's massacre approached its conclusion.

Enveloped entirely within the gloomy Dark World, a mere fraction seemed to extend from afar, a slender point – the fingertip of the Ancient God.

The finger bore no trace of blood, yet it naturally embodied Dao patterns.

Though only partially extended, the entire cosmos seemed to quiver, as though unable to bear such a tremendous force.

A faint voice echoed, seemingly from another space-time dimension.

"I... have returned!"

In that very moment, the array node Huan Songzi and his fellows tirelessly sought finally manifested!

The eight Nirvana experts, almost simultaneously and at all costs, channeled all their power into the node.

The great furnace of heaven and earth instantly roared to life, exuding an overwhelming aura that seemed to refine all under heaven.

At last, the Ancient God discerned the anomaly.

A terrifying, furious voice erupted from Him.

"How dare you!!"

A pallid finger reached out from the Nine Nether, seemingly intending to rip apart the Mountain and River Great Furnace.

Huan Songzi and his peers could hardly withstand the Ancient God's counterattack – even if the Ancient God before them wasn't complete, unable to fully manifest a single finger with terrifying realism, the fundamental power discrepancy far exceeded what numbers could remedy.

"Huan Songzi Senior Brother, I can't hold on any longer, come up with something quick!"

Cold sweat poured down Huan Songzi's face.

"Qin Cultivator schemed for many years regarding this matter; there must be a failsafe. Everyone, look for it, this Ancient God surely has a weakness!"

Having spent centuries cultivating to the Second Nirvana realm, no one was willing to die here without understanding.

As they sought the failsafe Qin Cultivator had presumably left behind,

the Ancient God's finger began to pry open the great furnace's lid.

The entire Mountain and River Great Furnace array teetered precariously!

But then, within the pitch-black, deathly world, a dazzling light abruptly shone forth.

It was a gigantic Wolf Fang Club!

"Go back!!!"