Two days later.

Island.

On the foggy island, a huge portal that has been basically restored stands tall. An ancient and mysterious atmosphere permeates outward from the edge of the island, and the corpses of small fish float on the water.

A dead zone has formed within a radius of ten miles.

An Qingyu sat cross-legged on the ground. Under the wide black cloak, most of his body had been dyed gray. His deep eyes slowly opened, as daunting as the boundless starry sky.

Compared with ten days ago, his aura has completely merged with the Gate of Truth in the sky, crossing the barrier of the main god level and reaching the level of the supreme realm.

With the restoration of the Gate of Truth and the gradual awakening of the [Key to the Gate], the human realm no longer has any meaning to him. From a life perspective, he has completely freed himself from the constraints of this world... but his soul is still imprisoned in this gray.

"Good afternoon, my old friend." A voice came from the fog, and the figure of Chaos emerged.

He had his hands behind his back, a bright smile on his dark face, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

An Qingyu glanced at Him and said nothing.

"What? I just knocked you out once, and you're too lazy to pay attention to me?" [Chaos] raised his eyebrows.

"Who knows if you're talking to me?"

"Don't be so polite. Judging from your aura, you and "Him" are no different." Chaos spread his hands helplessly, "Don't worry, I'm not here to beat you up today. I'm just going to get something from you and come by to say hello."

Get something?

An Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and those deep eyes seemed to have seen through Chaos's thoughts.

"It looks like today is the day."

"Yeah, I've waited for so long, and this day is finally here! Oh, it's so exciting!! I can't wait any longer!" Chaos laughed as if he had thought of something happy.

"Promise me, my old friend, that even though you can't attend this wonderful celebration in person, you must watch it, okay? I guarantee that today's show will not disappoint you!"

[Chaos] pointed at the mobile phone in front of An Qingyu, who just stared at him silently without saying a word.

Chaos' laughter suddenly stopped.

He seemed to have thought of something and patted An Qingyu's shoulder.

"But I think... you won't just stand by and watch, right?"

This sudden and incoherent sentence made An Qingyu frown. Just as he was about to say something, Chaos stepped out and disappeared into the mist.

An Qingyu stared at the direction where Chaos left and muttered to himself:

"Time is running out..."

He gently raised his fingertips and quickly moved them in the void, as if he was trying to deduce something. After a long time, his eyes fell on the nearest pebble in front of him...

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he reached out to pick up the stone and held it in his palm.

"The last step can only be you."

His fingertips rubbed the surface of the stone, and the originally rough stone skin became visibly rounded. A touch of gray seeped from his palms and permeated into the stone...

…

Daxia border.

The dim setting sun shines on the earth. In front of the war pass that looks like a fortress, many figures are busy like tireless machines.

However, compared to two days ago, the layout of this pass has been basically completed. The barren land divided into countless grids has returned to its original appearance without any signs of transformation. The helicopters in the sky gradually returned to land, and only a few were left completing the final process.

Lin Qiye carved the last stroke with the straight knife in his hand. He could no longer bear the exhaustion in his soul. He gently pinched the tip of his nose, barely pulled himself together and asked:

“Have you finished carving?”

"It's finished. A total of 1,330 forbidden spells, all engraved." The night watchman who was in charge of counting hurried forward to support his body, but Lin Qiye waved his hand to refuse.

As the last piece of metal was dragged away by the plane, Lin Qiye found a stone nearby and sat down, his face pale as he spoke:

"How much time is left?"

"Seven hours and sixteen minutes."

"Um...please ask Mr. Guan Zai for me."

"……good!"

Lin Qiye sat there alone, feeling his eyelids and head becoming heavier and heavier. Even though the divine power in his body was recovering at a very fast speed with the blessing of faith, his mental fatigue could not be relieved.

Forbidden spells are the most advanced existences in the magic circle. Carving each forbidden spell requires a lot of mental energy. Lin Qiye has been carving forbidden spells without sleep for more than three days in a row, and his body has been on the verge of limit. It was fine when he was concentrating on carving, but once he unloaded all the burdens, fatigue and sleepiness came like a tide.

As the night watchman turned around and took a few steps, Lin Qiye's head sank and he fell into a deep sleep while sitting.

A few minutes later, Guan Zai hurried over and saw Lin Qiye who had fallen asleep while sitting. He was slightly stunned, and then his expression became extremely complicated.

He hesitated for a moment and was about to step forward to wake up Lin Qiye, when the latter seemed to sense something. He suddenly woke up and looked up. A powerful divine power burst out, forcing Guan Zai to step back several steps. His bloodshot eyes were full of vigilance.

Seeing the person coming, Lin Qiye was stunned for a while, forced a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, and retracted his divine power.

"Sorry, I fell asleep..."

Although it was just a brief glance, Guan's back was already soaked with sweat. The aura exuded by Lin Qiye's every move was no longer something that could be contended with by humans. He calmed down helplessly and continued to move forward.

"You've been stretched too thin... You've barely had a break since the battle at Shenlong Pass." Guan Zai said seriously, "Now that the forbidden spells at the three passes have been carved, you should go back and have a good sleep."

"How is the progress of the three passes?"

"The construction of Jialin Pass has been basically completed, with only some concealment work left. The forbidden spells transported to Shanhaiguan and Prajna Pass have also been buried. The defense lines of the three passes are completely connected together, forming an ultra-long battle line of nearly 800 kilometers.

As for the remaining finishing touches, they can be completed in three hours, which is more than enough time.”

After hearing Guan Zai's report, Lin Qiye finally relaxed a little. After thinking for a moment, he nodded.

"Okay, I'll go back and rest for a while... If there's anything unexpected, feel free to contact me."

After overdrawing a lot of his mental energy, Lin Qiye really couldn't hold on any longer. The remaining seven hours were enough for him to have a good sleep. If he forced himself to go to the battlefield in his current state, it would not be a good thing.

Jialinguan quickly prepared a plane for Lin Qiye and flew him towards Shangjing.