374: Chapter 375 Despair Beneath the Ice and Snow! The Prophet opened his eyes! You've finally finished reading!

The troubles in Tianhai City had all been resolved.

Base D-3 was as solid as a fortress, and Fatty had begun preparations to bleed the wallets of the major factions dry.

All worries about the future had been flattened by him in the most direct manner possible.

Now, only one last nail remained.

The final stronghold of the Church of Calamity, the Northern Ice Rift Valley.

High Priest, Eternal Frost.

It was time to set out and put an end to this farce.

Meanwhile, at the distant northern border.

Ice Rift Valley.

Covered in snow and wind year-round, temperatures remained below minus fifty degrees Celsius; even the most cold-resistant Void Creatures rarely set foot here.

A fortress constructed from ten-thousand-year-old profound ice was hidden deep underground, merging seamlessly with the entire ice field.

In the temple at the deepest part of the fortress, a man wearing white sacrificial robes sat cross-legged on a crystal ice throne with his eyes closed.

The Church of Calamity's last remaining High Priest, Eternal Frost.

A massive blue light screen floated before him, filled with flowing data. Among the three brightest points of light, two had already been completely extinguished.

They represented Cang Yan and Ku Ye respectively.

Just now, the point of light representing Abyssal Fang flickered frantically a few times before shattering without warning.

It didn't just go out.

It exploded directly into the finest dust, leaving nothing behind.

For the first time, a crack appeared on Eternal Frost's expressionless face.

He snapped his eyes open.

Within those ice-blue pupils, a chill he hadn't even noticed himself emanated outward.

Abyssal Fang was dead.

He had died faster than Cang Yan and Ku Ye combined.

From the moment the Soul node fluctuated violently to its complete shattering, less than five minutes had passed.

That was Abyssal Fang.

The church's sharpest blade, a half-step Law-level space-type assassin who mastered the absolute life-saving technique, Absolute Fold.

Even if he encountered an ambush by fourth-turn Peak powerhouses, he could definitely escape if he couldn't win.

But he hadn't even sent out a distress signal, and even his evil god mark failed to escape; he was crushed just like that.

A chill surged up Eternal Frost's back.

He finally confirmed what level of existence that anomaly—the one who had overturned the Eastern Mining Area and the western Rotten Wood Forest—actually was.

A monster that could tear through all Laws with pure violence.

"Lord High Priest."

A figure appeared at the temple entrance. It was Eternal Frost's disciple, the half-step Law-level ice-type user, Frost Thorn.

There was unease in her voice.

"We just monitored that all the observation posts we deployed on the outskirts of Tianhai City lost contact within three minutes."

Eternal Frost looked up, his voice dry and raspy.

"There is no need to monitor them anymore."

"Abyssal Fang is dead."

Frost Thorn's expression changed instantly.

Eternal Frost didn't look at her again. He stood up and walked down from the throne, his tone carrying an unprecedented decisiveness.

"Pass down my orders."

"Immediately halt all external infiltration missions and abandon all peripheral strongholds."

"Divert ninety percent of the energy from the entire Ice Rift Valley to the underground core zone."

Frost Thorn's face looked even worse.

"Lord, if we do that, the surface defense arrays will completely collapse. We will be effectively exposed to the Federation's satellites."

"It's useless."

Eternal Frost spat out those two words.

"Conventional defenses are no different from paper in front of that thing."

"Even Abyssal Fang's space Law couldn't stop him. Do you think our few layers of ice shells can?"

He knew very well that after that monster dealt with Abyssal Fang, the next target would inevitably be here.

There was no more time.

The only way to survive was underground.

As the order was given, the entire Ice Rift Valley base began to vibrate violently.

Visible blue energy streams were forcibly extracted from all sides of the fortress, converging into a torrent that surged toward the depths of the earth.

Two hundred meters underground.

Inside a massive underground karst cave, runic chains were connected to an ice-blue incubation pod suspended in mid-air.

Inside the pod, a young body was soaked in viscous energy fluid, with various tubes inserted all over it.

The Church of Calamity's final trump card: a Descent Container with eighty-seven percent progress.

At this moment, a massive amount of energy poured into the incubation pod.

The energy fluid rapidly turned from ice-blue to deep purple, boiling violently.

The young body inside the pod began to twitch, veins bulging on the skin's surface, as vital sign readings jumped repeatedly between skyrocketing and plummeting.

A forbidden method: forcibly ripening the Container.

The price was a drastic reduction in the Container's lifespan, and it might even collapse directly.

But Eternal Frost no longer cared.

He stood in the center of the temple, looking up at the empty ceiling, and knelt down heavily on both knees.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he sprayed a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the ground, using blood containing Law to quickly draw a distorted sacrificial array.

"Great Prophet."

"Your humblest servant, Eternal Frost, begs for your aid with tears of blood."

His voice was full of sorrow and indignation.

"The plan has failed."

"We have encountered an incomprehensible anomaly who is destroying all your Foundations in this world."

"Cang Yan, Ku Ye, Abyssal Fang... they are all dead."

"Your servant is about to face final destruction. I implore you, cast down your gaze, even if only for an instant, to erase this ant who desecrates your majesty!"

The array lit up with an eerie blood-red light.

Eternal Frost's voice turned into a distorted stream of information, penetrating the planar barrier and shooting toward an unknowable dimension.

High-dimensional space.

In the void composed of chaotic data streams, a mass of light and shadow that constantly changed shape floated quietly.

It was the Prophet.

When Eternal Frost's blood-teared plea for help arrived, this mass of light and shadow stopped flickering, a rare occurrence.

It seemed to "think" for a second.

The next moment, a will containing the concept of supreme destruction projected forth from the light and shadow.

This will crossed dimensions, ignoring the obstacles of space and time, and accurately swept toward the world where Lin Qi was located.

In an instant.

On the entire planet, all top powerhouses above the fourth-turn, whether in seclusion or in battle, felt a sudden palpitation in their hearts.

An invisible pair of eyes was watching down from the end of the sky.

Tianhai City, Base D-3.

Inside the Modification Workshop, Lin Qi was about to brief Instructor Su Qing on the follow-up plan.

He suddenly stopped.

Without any warning, every hair on his body stood on end, and his Tongshen Realm Physical Body instinctively broke out in a dense layer of goosebumps.

It was a sensation of being scrutinized like an insect by a higher-dimensional lifeform.

The entire world seemed to have been put on mute.

The air solidified, and the light became dim and gray.

A pressure so heavy it made one gasp for breath descended from every corner of the sky.

Beside him, Zhang Wei and Instructor Su Qing were completely unaware, still discussing something.

But Lin Qi knew something had come down.

He walked to the workshop window and looked up at the hazy gray sky.

In his vision, the sky turned into an eye so large it had no boundaries, composed of endless chaotic data, overlooking the entire world.

The focus of that gaze finally landed on the area where he was.

There was no panic in Lin Qi's eyes, no surprise, only a long-accumulated Battle Intent that was cold to the bone.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"You finally looked down."