Lord? Gu Yuna!

"Arrogant to the extreme." The Thunder Spear in the Golden Armored Deity's hand crackled with electricity. With a flash, he lunged, thrusting his Thunder Spear directly at the Snow Empress.

Jiang Mian couldn't help but sigh. Such speed – even if he put his all into it, he could barely keep up. He truly needed to work harder. Relying on the Snow Empress and the others to protect him wouldn't be a long-term solution.

The Snow Empress sidestepped, easily dodging the Thunder Spear. She let out a disdainful smile and said calmly, "Jiang Mian, watch closely. This is the true... Emperor Palm, Great Cold Without Snow!"

The surrounding temperature instantly plummeted to zero. Jiang Mian felt as if even the air was about to freeze. The Snow Empress's right hand became pure white. What seemed slow was actually incredibly fast as she struck the Golden Armored Deity's abdomen.

The Golden Armored Deity froze in place, not even having time to utter a last word. His expression had been full of confidence, but now he was destined to maintain it forever.

Such a powerful expert was turned into an ice sculpture in an instant, yet his exterior showed no damage.

The Snow Empress dispelled the ice and snow, and Jiang Mian and Kloss could finally breathe freely.

"He's dead?" Kloss, in utter shock, crawled toward the divine corpse. He stammered, "But... but this is a Sovereign."

"What's so impressive about that?" Jiang Mian scoffed. "This kind of trash, calling himself a Deity?"

The Snow Empress didn't reply. She bent down to examine the divine corpse, then extended her slender fingers and directly extracted the Deity's heart.

Since the Golden Armored Deity's body had already turned into an ice sculpture, no blood spilled out. His heart was strange; it was a perfect sphere, transparent, with lightning flashing within. It was likely the source of his power.

"Take it," the Snow Empress said, tossing the sphere to Jiang Mian. "It should be useful later."

Jiang Mian nodded and put the sphere away. As he and the Snow Empress prepared to leave, Kloss suddenly lunged at Jiang Mian's feet, grabbing his ankle and pleading, "Sir, for the sake of our brotherhood, could you please save my master?"

"Get up," Jiang Mian said, frowning slightly. He quickly helped Kloss to his feet and smiled, "I'll always be your brother. Why do you need to be so humble?"

"Sir, you jest." Kloss rubbed his hands together, not daring to meet Jiang Mian's gaze. Jiang Mian felt a bit speechless. He looked at the Snow Empress and said, "Snow Empress, would you mind lending a hand?"

"Very well. Wait here for Di Tian," the Snow Empress nodded. "Little one, lead the way."

"Thank you, Senior." Kloss immediately bowed, but Jiang Mian pulled him up, feeling a bit bewildered. He didn't understand why Kloss was acting this way.

Could friendship truly be this ridiculous?

On the Divine Mountain, an ancient, white-haired Deity wearing a crown, occupying the highest position, slowly opened his eyes. He seemed to feel neither joy nor sorrow, and said coldly, "A mortal has slain a Deity."

"Is it those Divine Officials?" a woman beside him, dressed provocatively like a Greek sculpture, asked softly. "The Divine Officials don't have much divine power; it's not surprising."

"No, it was Eleven who was killed," the ancient Deity stated, his words shocking. The Deities beneath him looked at each other, wondering who could have killed a Sovereign.

"Was it the one who is imprisoned?" the woman, her face like flawless jade, asked with a flicker of disbelief. "That shouldn't be possible. Without divine power, how could he have escaped?"

"Nothing is impossible," the ancient Deity shook his head and ordered, "All of you, search for the mortal who killed Eleven. Bring him to me alive or dead."

"Yes." The remaining ten Deities acknowledged the order and departed. The highest-ranking ancient Deity stood up, took the goddess's hand, and said calmly, "It's been a long time since mortals dared to offend the dignity of Deities."

"Should we unleash Divine Punishment?" the goddess, beautiful but cruel, asked. "We haven't been angered in so long that mortals have forgotten that when a Deity is enraged, millions will fall."

"No, I can sense it. The one who killed Eleven is not a mortal from this world," the ancient Deity replied. "It's difficult to explain to them, but it's a feeling I haven't had in a long time. The last time was a hundred years ago, but that person, though powerful, didn't clash with us. This time, the visitor is too arrogant."

"With you here, no matter how powerful the interdimensional visitor is, we won't fear them," the goddess said, leaning onto the ancient Deity's chest. She caressed him with her hands, seeming to relish the moment.

Kloss led Jiang Mian at a breakneck pace, seemingly anxious that the Deities would catch up. Jiang Mian, on the other hand, was quite calm. What Deities? They were simply lacking in strength.

Suddenly, an arrow shot through the sky. Jiang Mian didn't even turn his head. The Snow Empress casually waved her hand and caught the arrow.

"This is interesting." A goddess with wings appeared in the sky, wearing a flower crown and covering her vital parts with only a piece of white silk, her attire extremely daring.

Jiang Mian chuckled, unable to resist glancing at her a couple more times. The Snow Empress, seeing Jiang Mian's reaction, seemed displeased.

"Huntress Goddess, the Ninth Sovereign," Kloss said, having no leisure to admire the goddess's physique. He quickened his pace. "Legend has it that the Huntress Goddess never misses her mark and never fails to catch her prey. Her strength is also much greater than the previous Deity."

"Is that so?" The Snow Empress threw away the arrow. "I feel they're about the same."

"The Huntress Goddess's appearance means the Deities have already set their sights on us. She's just the vanguard," Kloss said, losing hope. "My master is sealed nearby. Perhaps he has a way."

Jiang Mian stopped. He felt that Kloss was completely different from his usual self. The boy who showed no fear when facing the Crystal Emperor Lion was now as terrified as a mouse seeing a cat when encountering a Deity. It was truly laughable.

It seemed the people of this world had been poisoned for too long, to the point where they considered submitting to Deities as a matter of course.

"Fighting and fighting, when will it end?" the Snow Empress said, sounding weary. "It would be better to gather them all and kill them at once for a satisfying end."

"The Divine Eagle will judge you," the Huntress Goddess said, raising her arm and lightly tracing her body with her finger. She then bent her bow with her foot, shooting an arrow in an extremely alluring pose.

This arrow split the stone and pierced the air, far more powerful than the previous one.

"Child's play." The Snow Empress chuckled and condensed an ice arrow with her own hands. The two arrows collided. The ice arrow directly pierced the feather arrow, and with undiminished momentum, it continued until it pierced the Huntress Goddess herself before disappearing.

The Huntress Goddess's face was filled with horror. Her body froze at a visible rate. In just a moment, she was stiff all over and fell from the sky, shattering into pieces.

"This is a bit of a waste of good food," Jiang Mian sighed, recalling the Huntress Goddess's seductive figure and face. "Such a gem is hard to find even with a lantern."

"What did you say?" The Snow Empress suddenly pinched Jiang Mian's ear and smiled, "Jiang Mian, those words are unpleasant to hear. Don't say them again."

"Yes, yes, Your Highness." Jiang Mian covered his ear and repeatedly agreed. He couldn't help but grumble inwardly, Who's the master here? Why do I feel like Snow Empress's concubine?

"This is where my master was sealed."

After traveling for nearly another day, the group finally reached the edge of a bottomless sinkhole.

The sinkhole was vast, and looking down, it was shrouded in a hazy grayness, making the bottom invisible. Jiang Mian speculated that this was a forbidden zone set up by the Deities, fearing someone might discover Kloss's master. Coincidentally, Kloss found it, and coincidentally, he brought Jiang Mian here.

"Let's go." Kloss leaped down first, seemingly unafraid of being smashed to pieces. Jiang Mian had no such worries either, as his most beloved, the Snow Empress, was by his side. If any danger arose, it would simply be a joint farewell.

The Snow Empress held Jiang Mian and descended like a blizzard. As Jiang Mian passed through the hazy forbidden zone, everything became clear. Below the sinkhole was actually an underground city.

This city was interconnected, with luminous spirit stones placed in every corner. These spirit stones were likely the energy source of the forbidden zone above.

An old man, clad in rags and with disheveled hair, was bound by chains around his limbs, restricting him to a small area.

Kloss was the first to land beside the old man. He kowtowed three times before daring to stand up and speak, "Teacher, I've brought helpers. Perhaps they can help you escape this hell."

"Mhm," the old man revealed a pair of deep-set eyes. Jiang Mian saw in his eyes the vastness of history and boundless wisdom.

"Senior, I am Jiang Mian. Forgive my intrusion," Jiang Mian said respectfully, cupping his fists.

"It matters not," the old man said, dragging his body. The iron chains binding him rattled with every movement. "Friend from another world, I have finally waited for you."

"You were waiting for me?" Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but look at the Snow Empress, noticing her solemn expression. This indicated that the old man before them was definitely not simple, and his strength might even rival hers.

"I was so bored that I had those deities imprison me here," the old man chuckled. With a casual tug, the chains snapped, and the forbidden power vanished. Child's play, he thought. Did they really believe they could control him?

"Too much time has passed; I always like to try new things." The old man patted Kloss's head. Suddenly, he exerted force in his hand, and a gust of wind blew, sucking Kloss into his body.

"Where did you put Kloss?" Jiang Mian questioned. "Did you kill him?"

"He was always a part of my body, so how could I have killed him?" The old man sat on the ground and beckoned Jiang Mian and the Snow Empress to sit as well. "It is fate that you two little ones could come here, so I followed fate and created Kloss to guide you."

The Snow Empress remained silent, as if acknowledging that she was indeed like a child in the old man's presence. She had nearly 700,000 years of cultivation, which meant this old man was even older.

"Kloss's memories are also fake?" Jiang Mian casually sat down, propped his chin, and smiled. "What fate? Old man, isn't fate just your will?"

"You have some brains after all," the old man laughed heartily. A pot of wine appeared out of thin air before Jiang Mian. "Please, enjoy."

Jiang Mian thanked him, picked up the wine pot, and took a large gulp. The wine was not sharp on the palate but had a smooth, lingering aftertaste, with a hint of sweetness.

"Truly refreshing. Would this beautiful young lady like some?" The old man snapped his fingers, and a pot of wine appeared before the Snow Empress.

The Snow Empress smiled slightly and did not refuse the wine. However, she was more elegant, condensing a wine cup with her ice and snow power before carefully savoring the drink.

"This young lady has seen great things," the old man praised generously, giving her a thumbs-up.

"Senior, you've confined yourself here, I imagine it must be quite tedious," Jiang Mian chuckled. "I just don't know how you became the 'heaven' of this world."

"You brat, are you indirectly calling me old?" The old man pointed at Jiang Mian, laughing in exasperation. "You know my identity, why bother with such pleasantries?"

"I just don't understand why so many deities have fallen to form this God Tomb," Jiang Mian said curiously. "Logically, deities should have endless lifespans."

"That brings us to a past event, best left unsaid." The old man conjured a pot of wine for himself, as if to drown his sorrows. He smiled, "It's quite enjoyable here anyway. I have wind when I want wind, rain when I want rain. It's just all fake, which makes it a bit uninteresting."

"Since everything outside is a manifestation of your thoughts, why don't you create something more fun?" Jiang Mian inquired.

"What's fun?" The old man burst out laughing. He shook his head and said self-mockingly, "Young man, when you've been here for hundreds of thousands of years, you'll realize there's no such thing as novelty. Everything, everything repeats itself."

There's a saying that history moves forward like a wheel, but no matter how it rolls, it will repeat because the wheel has a fixed size. This also echoes another saying: there is nothing new under the sun.

"Will those deities still chase us?" Jiang Mian asked. "Their strength is immense, which indicates that Senior's power is also unfathomable."

"When you become a god and then die, you will also become like me," the old man chuckled. "In truth, they could become infinitely powerful, but I dare not let them surpass me, otherwise, I wouldn't be 'heaven'."

"Old man, how does the passage of time here compare to the outside world?" Jiang Mian asked the question that had been on his mind.

"About the same," the old man scratched his messy hair indifferently. "I'm not quite sure."

Jiang Mian pondered. The old man suddenly pointed to the sky above the sinkhole and asked with a smile, "The little fellow up there is also here to find you, right?"

Jiang Mian and the Snow Empress exchanged a look. "That's right, they are here for us."

"No wonder," the old man realized. "I was wondering why I didn't have control over him. Another tourist from another world. What's with these two days, so lively."

"I apologize for disturbing your cultivation, Senior," Jiang Mian said. "I hope you can forgive us."

"No need for formalities," the old man stroked his beard and called out loudly, "Little fellow up there, if you have time, why not come down for a drink?"

His voice faded instantly, and Di Tian appeared before the three of them. He said calmly, "Senior, I apologize for the intrusion."

"Sit," the old man gestured to the spot beside Jiang Mian and poured Di Tian a pot of wine. "You little fellow, your strength is truly astonishing."

"You flatter me, Senior," Di Tian raised the wine pot and drank it all in one go. After he finished the drink, Jiang Mian suddenly felt his Soul Power surge, breaking through three levels directly. Even the Snow Empress and Di Tian experienced different degrees of enhancement.

"Thank you, Senior."

The old man waved his hand. He suddenly stood up and looked at Jiang Mian with a smile. "You little fellow, with your sharp talent, you're destined to ascend to the Immortal Realm. If I don't do you a favor, wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

"Very well, I'll give you something more. Then you can leave. It's enough for this old man to have some excitement for a while. The longer the excitement lasts, the stronger the contrast when it becomes quiet again."

Just as Jiang Mian was about to thank him, the old man stopped him with a raised hand. The old man glowed, gathering all his brilliance into his right index finger. A drop of golden-yellow blood, rich with divinity, dripped from his fingertip. Di Tian, with quick reflexes, carefully collected the drop of blood.

"Let's go," the old man waved his hand, and the world around them changed. Jiang Mian took the Snow Empress's hand, and the three of them were directly expelled from the small space.

Snow and wind hit Jiang Mian's face as he slowly opened his eyes. Before him lay an endless expanse of snow. Di Tian and the Snow Empress stood behind him.

The Snow Empress's expression was as usual, while Di Tian was filled with surprise. He murmured, "With this drop of divine blood, my master can be revived."