Barrier of Light

Song Ci's pupils shrank.

The moment the young man looked at him, he felt that all the blood in his body had gone cold. The boiling, burning solar pump furnace was gradually extinguished after just one glance...

Countless chains appeared out of thin air around him, tying him tightly. He was unable to dodge or move. He was like fish on a chopping board, and could only be controlled by the young man on the Iron Throne.

in this spiritual world.

Dionysus is the unique master.

The boy in the moon-white robe looked very calm. His fingers gradually tightened until he gathered the token in his palm, and then took his palm out from between Song Ci's eyebrows.

After the token is taken out.

Song Ci lost consciousness.

In fact, from the moment the purple glow splashed and spread, the extraordinary beings who were shrouded in the divine realm and without the blessing of divine power fell into stagnant thinking.

Even Zhou Jiren, Gu Zhi, Gu Nanfeng, these powerful and powerful people are no exception.

Under the throne of God, all living beings are like ants.

They are just bigger ants.

It's just that because their mental power is much stronger than other extraordinary beings, they fall into stagnation much slower.

Before Gu Zhi could even raise his head, his stagnant eyes were filled with confusion.

Gu Nanfeng's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the Iron Throne.

Zhou Jiren was the same, but his pupils reflected the last primordial light of the divine presence... He was the last of these three titles whose thoughts were frozen in the spiritual world.

After the arrival of the gods, Qin Ye released the burning of his token, so he was no exception, and his mental power was frozen.

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…

The whole world fell into absolute silence.

The Dionysus carefully studied the token in front of him. The cheek made of extraordinary source material was constantly fluctuating, and at this moment, there was a trace of worry that was out of proportion to his age.

He paid a heavy price for his "multiple vision" many years ago.

now.

Gu Changzhi's token lay quietly in his hand.

It's only one step away from the truth.

He wanted to know if the man in the tomb was still alive. He just needed to dismantle the token and feel for himself whether Gu Changzhi's divine power still existed in the token...

Because of the extraordinary birth, many phenomena in this world can no longer be distinguished between true and false by just looking at them with the naked eye.

He didn't believe the [apostle's] eyes, so he decided to come in person.

But, do we really want to take it apart?

When hesitating.

The token that had always been quiet suddenly exploded at this moment!

The divine power contained in it surged out in an instant, dazzling more than the sun. The Dionysus, who was extremely close, was unprepared and was hit by the dazzling light in his eyes. He groaned and frowned.

The moment he closed his eyes slightly, the token flew out of his palm——

"Want to escape?"

It only took Dionysus a moment to wake up.

His brows suddenly darkened.

The boy in the moon-white robe sat on the Iron Throne, stretched out a palm and grabbed the token.

Are you kidding me?

This is his spiritual world...can he still let a dead object escape from his hands? !

"Rumble, rumble—"

In the void, there were countless thunder sounds, and a big hand gathered and grabbed the token's final destination. After the token escaped, it fell towards Song Ci's eyebrows.

After losing the token and the blessing of God's power, the white wings on Song Ci's back turned into light rain in the air, gradually withering and falling.

The Dionysian suddenly grabbed hold of Song Ci's body.

And the next moment——

The token actually changed its direction, made a sharp turn in the air, and fled into the distance!

Dionysus has never seen anything like this.

Of course, the token is guided by the throne of God... But once it is given away, it will recognize its owner. Even if it is forcibly stripped away, the owner will not change unless the owner of the token revokes the status of [Apostle].

After failing to catch it, the token successfully shot hundreds of meters in the spiritual world, and finally reached the roof of an old building.

The token fell on the forehead of a young man...

Dionysus narrowed his eyes.

What does this mean... He can't understand the appearance of this scene...

However, there is another more interesting thing than the token choosing the second person to live in.

The Iron Throne slowly sank.

The young man in the moon-white robe stretched out his hand to support his chin with interest. He looked at the young man with the token emblem between his eyebrows, and then... his eyes passed over that young man.

Behind the young man, there was a pale shadow, stretched very long by the moonlight. Even he, if he didn't "look" carefully... would miss the existence of this shadow.

And in this world where spiritual power is frozen, the shadow moves automatically without wind, swaying slowly like a candle.

It was clear that he was not mentally frozen.

This is the world of "gods".

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes...I couldn't believe...that someone could do this..."

After the fall of the Iron Throne.

The pale shadow was no longer hidden, but slowly emerged.

As the shadow appeared, there were many noisy sounds in this silent spiritual world. They were the layers of storm surrounding Mr. Bai, trying their best to resist the power of God in the "fire".

Even if we are thousands of miles apart.

Even if...it's just the spirit coming.

This kind of confrontation is not something ordinary people can achieve.

"Use your mortal body to fight against the gods."

The Dionysian praised softly: "You can stay awake in my divine realm. How strong your mental power must be?"

The tall pale shadow replied softly: "A bigger ant is still just an ant."

As the sound falls.

The shadow was torn apart layer by layer by the divine realm, revealing a pale, decadent, and thin cheek.

"Baizhu..."

Dionysus recognized the skinny man in front of him. This was one of the few people whose names he remembered. "So it's you..."

He smiled and said: "I remember your name. Apart from Gu Changzhi, you are the most promising genius in Dongzhou. It turns out you are still alive."

"If you are willing to walk with God, then you will no longer be an ant." The young man on the throne stretched out his hand and smiled softly: "If you are willing to become my [apostle], then you will have the most powerful divine power in the world. ...This power is enough for you to fulfill all your wishes.”

"Really? Can I have any wish?"

"Of course." Dionysus smiled.

"Then..." Bai Zhu smiled, "What if my wish is to kill a god like you?"

The boy stared at the shadow.

He said with some regret: "Are you sure you want to reject me?"

Bai Shu asked back: "Are you sure you want to do it in front of Gu Changzhi?"

Dionysus was startled.

He looked in the direction of the token with horror... At some point, a ray of fire burned in the eternally silent spiritual world.

"This is……"

A familiar aura emanated from the token.

Dionysian's face turned pale.