Over the past century, the isolated island at the southernmost edge of the Southern Continent had actually endured a hot, humid climate year-round. But with the mutation of the Source Matter Sea, icy ocean currents had surged northward and swept across the continent.
Sang Continent Grotto was the first to be affected by the cold current.
The island's climate began to turn extreme.
At this moment, a cold drizzle was falling over S3 Living Zone.
Gu Shen returned to Mr. Zhuang's gravestone.
As the hero who had saved S3 Living Zone, Mr. Zhuang had bestowed kindness upon all the Transcendents here.
Yet no one knew his full name.
Vias and Patil stood silently nearby, not daring to disturb him. They had no idea what Gu Shen intended to do.
Hiss!
Blazing Fire ignited amid the rain.
Gu Shen slowly crouched down and stared directly at the inscription on the gravestone. His fingertips lightly touched the damp earth. A thread of Netherfire pierced through the soil and swiftly reached where the "remains" lay... Beneath the gravestone was a coffin.
The coffin had been very well preserved underground. The rain in Sang Continent Grotto carried a faint corrosive quality and had seeped into the earth over the years, yet it had not eroded the coffin in the slightest. Its surface seemed to be inscribed with Ancient Text that contained spiritual power.
If one merely "observed" from outside the coffin, no one could peer into what lay within.
Those Ancient Texts alone were enough to make Gu Shen certain.
Mr. Zhuang, the Neutralists—they had to be connected to the Ancient Text Society.
Then Netherfire seeped into the coffin.
The heavy Wooden Coffin emanated an imposing spiritual suppression. That power might have been intimidating to other Transcendents.
But before Netherfire—
It could not even