A woman sat upright upon the throne, dressed in an Emerald Green Rainbow Feather Garment, her face veiled by a thin layer of gauze.
"Were you the one who took the Sword Plucking List?" Hundred Flowers Fairy asked.
"I was." Gu Qingshan clasped his hands in salute.
"I heard you came to take the list because of something happening at the front lines?" Hundred Flowers Fairy asked again.
"Precisely. The front lines are in urgent need. I beg you, Saint, to save them," Gu Qingshan said hurriedly.
"...Do you have your waist token with you?"
"I do!"
"Do you have your waist token?" Hundred Flowers Fairy asked.
"Take it out," Hundred Flowers Fairy said.
"Yes."
Gu Qingshan unclasped the Bronze Waist Token from his belt and laid it on his palm.
Hundred Flowers Fairy beckoned, and the Bronze Waist Token flew across the hall, floating gently before her as wisps of spiritual light rose from it.
A line of text appeared in midair.
"Vanguard Camp, Gu Qingshan."
The token was genuine, and it had a natural connection with the young man before her.
Hundred Flowers Fairy's expression grew a little more serious. "What exactly happened at the front lines? Tell me."
Gu Qingshan recounted everything from beginning to end.
Hundred Flowers Fairy listened in silence, then formed a hand seal and released a spell that struck the Bronze Waist Token.
Divine Skill, Void Spirit Seeking!
Humm!
A vast rumble came from the void.
A beam of spiritual light crashed into the emptiness, opening a black hole two people tall.
One after another, phantom images of people appeared within the black hole.
They were all the traces of living beings that had clung to the Bronze Waist Token over time.
The Pit of the Dead... the Military Camp... the Divine Martial