Chapter 1048 - 379: Some People’s Blood Still Runs Hot, Great Sun Golden Bowl!! (Part 3)

"Understood!"

Shen Zhou also knew the seriousness of the situation. Without hesitation, he turned and stumbled toward the core area of the construction site.

Chu Kuanglan took a deep breath, suppressing the raging Qi Blood and the severe pain in his arms. He waved to several trusted team members beside him: "Grab your gear! Follow me! Let’s see if it’s a person or a ghost!"

He pulled the Door Board Giant Sword from the pile of corpses behind him and shouldered it.

Leading a dozen similarly battle-scarred yet fierce-looking elite team members.

He strode decisively towards the enormous squad approaching them.

They climbed onto a relatively towering ice rock at the shore’s edge.

Blocking the only path leading to the construction site.

The biting cold wind stirred Chu Kuanglan’s tattered clothes.

His towering figure stood like an iron-cast statue in the twilight, the giant sword angled towards the ground, exuding the fierce aura of one tempered through blood and fire.

Behind him, a dozen team members silently dispersed, weapons drawn, eyes fixed ahead in vigilance.

Finally, the enormous squad advancing silently, like a black tide, spread to the base of the ice rock.

At the front of the squad, were dozens of individuals with condensed auras.

Obviously, all skilled fighters of Tier Three.

However, leading them was one person.

A person distinct from the murderous atmosphere around.

He appeared to be in his forties, wearing a deep gray casual coat washed to pallor with frayed cuffs, looking thin and downcast in the polar cold.

His face was etched with frost and indifference, eye sockets deeply sunken.

Inside, a near void of silence, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

He walked neither fast nor slow, his steps somewhat dragging.

Just like that, undisturbed, he walked straight to the base of the ice rock where Chu Kuanglan and his men were.

Then... he stopped.

He slightly raised his head, showing no expression on his indifferent face.

His gaze didn’t settle on Chu Kuanglan or his tense team but passed over them.

Casting towards the brightly lit construction base of the City of Dawn standing like a giant beast’s skeleton at the shore.

Especially when his gaze swept over the giant mounds beside the base, formed from tens of thousands of Life Ghost corpses...

Deep within his pupils.

A speck of crimson light abruptly burst forth.

An emotion called astonishment, exceedingly rare, briefly crossed that indifferent face.

He slowly withdrew his gaze.

Finally resting it on Chu Kuanglan blocking his path.

His jaw slightly moved, his voice dry and hoarse, asking:

"Just now... where did that stone that fell go?"

He paused, his hollow eyes seemingly carrying a touch of incredulous curiosity.

"You blocked it?"

On the ice rock, the cold wind whipped through Chu Kuanglan’s tattered combat vest, fluttering noisily.

His brows furrowed, muscular knots tightening beneath the torn uniform.

The sword’s weight slightly sank on his shoulder, its blade reflecting the cold glare from the searchlights.

The scruffy man’s presence lacked hostility.

Yet the bone-deep indifference and abrupt inquiry conveyed an inexplicable oddity.

Thus, Chu Kuanglan offered no reply but simply stared intently at Mo Yan below the ice rock.

"Who are you? What do you intend to do here?!"

Mo Yan slightly paused, shaken by the harsh shout.

He slowly rotated his neck.

Those hollow sockets again focused on Chu Kuanglan’s face.

The indifferent expression remained unchanged.

"My name is Mo Yan."

"Knew Destiny Ghost Army was coming for you, originally came to see if I could lend a hand."

His tone was level, devoid of any ripple.

"But en route, saw a massive chunk falling from the sky..."

He raised his bony finger, casually pointing at the leaden gray sky.

"Figured you were probably flattened over here, so thought I’d come help collect bodies."

"Now it seems... that’s not needed."

"..."

Silence enveloped the ice rock and below.

Expressions on Chu Kuanglan and his team froze instantly, akin to being caught in ice.

Help collect bodies?

Listening to such blunt words from the other side.

Everyone couldn’t help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

That was indeed somewhat too infuriating.

At this moment...

"Chu Team! Chu Team! Misunderstanding! It’s a misunderstanding!"

A robust voice tinged with urgency carried from the front rank of the enormous squad.

Only to see a middle-aged man, burly physique, dressed in half-worn Leather Armor, with a Thick-Backed Mountain Knife on his back.

Leading several others with notable Tier Three Transcendent auras.

Swiftly squeezing through the crowd.

Jogging to the ice rock below.

This man was named Wang Qi.

His face bore the fatigue and wind frost of a long journey.

But his eyes shone bright, now filled with a sincere smile as he continuously gestured to Chu Kuanglan atop the ice rock.

"Chu Team, calm down! Brother Mo Yan is just this way, speaks straight, doesn’t beat around the bush, please don’t take it to heart!"

Wang Qi caught his breath, quickly explaining.

Simultaneously raising his hand, he vigorously circled around encompassing the vast silent squad of tens of thousands behind, and Mo Yan below the ice rock, still with an indifferent expression.

"All of us! Including Brother Mo Yan! And all the brothers behind!"

His voice boomed with a sense of openness, clearly echoing in the cold winds.

"Came spontaneously, within the Great Wall, heard Destiny Ghost kids gathered an army, besieged the City of Dawn construction site, everyone couldn’t sit still."

"Why?"

Wang Qi’s voice soared.

"For Dawn’s name, for your guts to build the city outside the Great Wall, standing at the forefront fighting the Destiny Ghosts bravely."