Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1047: Chapter 1045 Blind Eye (11) Chapter 1047: Chapter 1045 Blind Eye (11) Fu Qian was distinctly satisfied with Ice’s imperceptible small actions.

The specific expression of this was a slightly reproachful glance, following which she stopped bothering him and turned to speak softly to Charlotte, who looked rather pale.

Meanwhile, the Sage Old Master didn’t care about this minor incident at all. He followed Brother TP, who was leading the way, with a steady stride.

After entering the secret passage under this invisible road, the fork in the path clearly became much fewer, and similarly, there were no traces of Second-Dimension Zombies, making the progress quite ideal for a while.

Visibly, the green eyes above their heads were also becoming denser, and even seemed to flicker like stars.

“Wait a moment.”

The next instant, the Sage Old Master suddenly stopped the team.

As they ventured deeper, the atmosphere within the team grew increasingly serious, and for a moment, everyone adhered to strict discipline, not uttering a single extra word.

At this moment, the team found themselves in a room considerably more spacious than the previous passages, though it was still not very large.

The most conspicuous object in the middle of the room was a stone statue kneeling on the ground, covering its face with both hands.

For a group of intellectuals, wasn’t this posture too humble?

The height of the statue was still quite exaggerated; its head nearly reached the dome of the hall.

Even standing at the entrance, Fu Qian could only look up.

Under the dim light, it was still possible to see the face of the statue was quite distorted, with both hands covering the eyes, deforming the face.

Around the statue, there was a full circle of chairs, all of which were empty; Brother TP had already checked them one by one.

It looked like seats for some important figures.

Fu Qian, however, was focused on the design of the chairs.

From this perspective, each chair was different in size and style, having a bit of a custom-made feel, suggesting the sitters were individuals of no ordinary status.

As for whether they were here for a meeting or philosophical discussions, that was hard to say.

Then there was an important question now, where had the original sitters gone?

Had they all fled? Or were they trapped inside, only to die without leaving even ashes?

“Besides us, I haven’t seen anything else.”

Looking to be deeply impressed by their previous experiences, at this moment Shi Gaozhi quickly surveyed the surroundings and was actively admitting his own observations.

The others echoed his sentiment, looking somewhat puzzled at the Sage who had called for the halt.

The latter did not say anything, as the four wings on the Golden Staff once again began to rotate and interweave.

…

A very peculiar sensation came through; even though the lighting hadn’t become brighter, everything in the room seemed much clearer, and no detail appeared to be hidden.

Was this a bit of Insight’s power being shared?

Feeling this change, Fu Qian directed his gaze toward the ceiling, to all the positions where he remembered the eyes had flickered previously.

As expected!

The next moment he sighed deeply within.

Indeed, every wondrous phenomenon had its reason.

At this moment, in Fu Qian’s vision, another eye on the dome flickered dimly.

And the reason was simple; a clump of dark red shadow was slowly crawling over it.

That was a true shadow, without any physical form to support it, resembling a stain on the surface of the dome.

However, as the stain tumbled, Fu Qian saw shapes resembling human facial features.

Had the people on the chairs run inside?

Although the shapes resembling facial features were completely not in their proper places, at that moment, Fu Qian still had a bold guess.

The main mystery in the Illusion Realm, where the team members had perished, had also shown similar scenes, fully exercising his imagination.

The only issue seemed to be that they hadn’t found the eyes yet — wait, weren’t they everywhere?

Fu Qian, who always emphasized thinking broadly, seemed to understand why these people had become like this—did they want to acquire these green eyes?

One piece of evidence was that, no matter how the facial features tumbled and rotated, they always seemed centered around a single eye, which was never obstructed.

And such shadowy activities, at a glance, actually involved five eyes.

Had these bigwigs transformed themselves into second-dimension beings just to acquire these special “eyes”?

“The ones on the wall…”

While Fu Qian was lost in contemplation, Ice also expressed her doubts about life, evidently noticing something above their heads.

“Those of you who have learned, be mindful to dodge the attacks.”

The response from the Sage Old Master was unprecedentedly swift.

Dodge what attacks?

Shocked by the scene before her and the old man’s reply, Ice, who had just begun to feel puzzled, now noticed that the faces in the shadows above were looking over, turning her confusion into a strong sense of crisis.

Brother Shi Gaozhi’s technique?

Fu Qian, also noticing this, instantly realized what they might be intending to do.

Second-Dimension Zombies? Truly a challenge to the imagination!

Fortunately, these fellows, like Shi Gaozhi, needed to aim with their faces, and they were slower than the actual zombies.

Amidst his astonishment, Fu Qian was just about to move when suddenly his mind shimmered, and something exploded inside his head.

A vast amount of undecipherable information, like a screen full of scrambled pop-ups, instantly overclocked his thoughts by a hundredfold.

Knowledge… infusion… though… also… normal…

Suddenly facing such a change, feeling his mind being violently torn apart, Fu Qian still managed to force out a conclusion.

And within his field of vision, all five faces had turned toward him, and it seemed that more than one was aimed at him.

To the left…

In that instant, Fu Qian forcefully calculated an evasive route and mobilized his legs to take a step.

Almost simultaneously, dark red crosses flashed, and the eyes on the faces above actually erupted with beams.

Two of them had crossed right through where he had just been standing.

Truly… an… honor…

After the strike, the Second-Dimension Zombies in his vision were slowly fading away.

Fu Qian didn’t make any more dodging movements, focusing only on contending with the rampant flood of information, even analyzing what he obtained.

The Holy Grail, which wielded knowledge as its authority, using such a tacky attack was indeed not surprising.

And while the intensity felt moderate, the likelihood of directly frying a human brain wasn’t high, but causing an ordinary person to crash temporarily, standing still to take hits, was certainly enough.

Indeed, it was a killer situation at every step, but fortunately, we are a cut above.

Although now in an ordinary human body, without any special mental resistance, as mentioned before, what I lack in mental resistance, I make up for in tolerance.

From the bombardment of Sword Heart’s Sword Intent to Liliyana’s dying regrets, to the enduring cold and heat treatments from start to finish, all had greatly increased Fu Qian’s tolerance to such mental torment.

This was a precious treasure he could carry into his ordinary state.

In other words, you thrust your knife, and I’ll keep eating my midnight snack.

Looking around, it appeared he wasn’t the only one prepared.

As the waves in his mind slightly calmed, Fu Qian noticed that besides himself, the Sage Old Master and Ice, all three had changed positions.

Clearly, they too had withstood the pressure and made evasive movements.

Although Charlotte and Shi Gaozhi wouldn’t be affected even if they didn’t dodge.

Recalling the angles of the five intersecting beams from earlier, it was clear that the remaining three beams, two of which targeted the Sage, and the last one aimed at Ice.