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Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2257 - 2252: The Black Guide · Oct 14, 2026

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2251 Chapter 2249 - 2244: Things Remain, but People Have Changed 2026-10-14
2252 Chapter 2250 - 2245: No Trace 2026-10-14
2253 Chapter 2251 - 2246: Entanglement 2026-10-14
2254 Chapter 2252 - 2247: Soul Splitting 2026-10-14
2255 Chapter 2253 - 2248: Prisoner’s Trap 2026-10-14
2256 Chapter 2254 - 2249: From Welcoming Guests to Kidnapping 2026-10-14
2257 Chapter 2255 - 2250: Here at Your Beck and Call 2026-10-14
2258 Chapter 2256 - 225 2026-10-14
2259 Chapter 2257 - 2252: The Black Guide 2026-10-14
2260 Chapter 2258 - 2253: Exponential Fallen 2026-10-14
2261 Chapter 2259 - 2254: Rusted Weapons 2026-10-14
2262 Chapter 2260 - 2255: Double Interlocutors 2026-10-14
2263 Chapter 2261 - 2256: Moonlight Burns 2026-10-14
2264 Chapter 2262 - 2257: Darkness of Light 2026-10-14
2265 Chapter 2263 - 2258: The Star That Clings Like a Bone 2026-10-14
2266 Chapter 2264 - 2259: Even Earlier 2026-10-14
2267 Chapter 2265 - 2260: Ominous Signs 2026-10-14
2268 Chapter 2266 - 2261: Lunar Eclipse (End of This Ben) 2026-10-14
2269 Chapter 2267 - 2262: The Mastermind 2026-10-14
2270 Chapter 2268 - 2263: Stunning Beauty 2026-10-14
2271 Chapter 2269 - 2264: Limitation Lifted 2026-10-14
2272 Chapter 2270 - 2265: Pest Control Plan 2026-10-14
2273 Chapter 2271 - 2266: Cast Aside and Abandoned 2026-10-14
2274 Chapter 2272 - 2267: Golden Ball Supernova 2026-10-14
2275 Chapter 2273 - 2268: Reasons to Hold On or Let Go 2026-10-14
2276 Chapter 2274 - 2269: Bow and Night 2026-10-14
2277 Chapter 2275 - 2270: Whose Inheritance 2026-10-14
2278 Chapter 2276 - 2271: The No-Return Corridor 2026-10-14
2279 Chapter 2277 - 2272: The Scroll of Burial 2026-10-14
2280 Chapter 2278 - 2273: Artificial Perception Protocol 2026-10-14
2281 Chapter 2279 - 2274: The Sun 2026-10-14
2282 Chapter 2280 - 2275: Unbearable Wheel 2026-10-14
2283 Chapter 2281 - 2276: The Essence of the Vessel 2026-10-14
2284 Chapter 2282 - 2277: Misaligned Heaven 2026-10-14
2285 Chapter 2283 - 2278: Gathering of Distinguished Guests 2026-10-14
2286 Chapter 2284 - 2279: The Greatest Concealment Lies Within the City 2026-10-14
2287 Chapter 2285 - 2280: Turmoil in Shangjing 2026-10-14
2288 Chapter 2286 - 2281: Taking Responsibility 2026-10-14
2289 Chapter 2287 - 2282: Consort’s Cry 2026-10-14
2290 Chapter 2288 - 2283: Call Unanswered 2026-10-14
2291 Chapter 2289 - 2284: Throwing Oneself into the Trap 2026-10-14
2292 Chapter 2290 - 2285: Encircled Hunt 2026-10-14
2293 Chapter 2291 - 2286: Two Buckets of Dirty Water 2026-10-14
2294 Chapter 2292 - 2287: First Author 2026-10-14
2295 Chapter 2293 - 2288: Casual Discard 2026-10-14
2296 Chapter 2294 - 2289: Unworthy Descendants 2026-10-14
2297 Chapter 2295 - 2290: Doomsday Ashes 2026-10-14
2298 Chapter 2296 - 2291: Seeking Fire 2026-10-14
2299 Chapter 2297 - 2292: The Second Recipient of Grace 2026-10-14
2300 Chapter 2298 - 2293: Different Paths, Same Destination 2026-10-14

Chapter 2257: Chapter 2252: The Black Guide

”Where are we going?”

No matter how calm Fu Qian’s tone was, the sudden shift was truly too abrupt.

It was so abrupt that the Interlocutor, who seemed to have lost the ability to speak, couldn’t help but voice his concerns for his own interests.

Not only was he forcibly summoned, but he also had his tasks assigned before he could even understand the situation.

Even if it were a Nightmare, this was excessively dark.

”Anywhere, don’t worry, we can afford the ticket.”

Fu Qian’s response remained relaxed as he exchanged a glance with the Witch.

The latter remained silent, clearly having no objections to this arrangement.

”Aren’t you afraid I have ulterior motives and will lead you into danger... into the traps They have set?”

The Interlocutor found it hard to control his emotional outburst, fully proving earlier that he heard their conversation.

”Rest assured, even without ulterior motives, you will inevitably lead us into a trap.”

Fu Qian waved his hand, maintaining his casual demeanor, though his words were extraordinarily piercing.

His meaning was simple: there’s no need to worry about malicious intent, as you lack the capability for malice even if you wished to.

...

It was obvious that the Interlocutor felt quite defeated at that moment; as a God Eroder, the sense of powerlessness was evident.

Though Fu Qian’s statement was not meant to be maliciously attacking.

It was simply his judgment based on the current circumstances. If he didn’t think this way, there would have been no need to call the Interlocutor out again.

Having dealt with him earlier, it was almost clear that the Interlocutor’s corruption by the Prisoners was quite deep, his personality fragmented.

Though he could carry a conversation now, he could likely suffer a mental breakdown at any moment.

In such a condition, leading the way, even if trying to cooperate actively, might be impossible.

Ultimately, the path would reflect the Prisoners’ will—exactly what they wanted.

The goal was to pass the problem onto the opponent.

From the beginning until now, it was all about simulating a conversation between himself and the Witch right in front of the Prisoners.

And he believed that the level of determination he and his companion conveyed was well understood by Them.

None of them were easily intimidated; under pressure, the Prisoner Alliance wouldn’t simply disband, but it wouldn’t be rock stable either.

In such circumstances, instead of running around blindly, it was better to hand the guiding task over to Them and see how they play their hand.

As mentioned before, time was tight, requiring efficient actions, including efficiently dealing with deteriorating situations.

As for what to do if the Prisoners go in circles—well, that just means the pressure isn’t high enough yet.

No matter how the Interlocutor acts later, Fu Qian was confident that he could soon get the Prisoners back on track.

And he believed the Witch was on the same page, understanding and supporting this acceleration plan.

”Alright...”

Unfortunately, the person involved seemed a bit lacking in perception.

Faced with Fu Qian’s excessively sharp critique, the Interlocutor’s expression went through a colorful transformation before letting out a cold laugh.

He didn’t actually refuse Fu Qian’s suggestion; in the next moment, he simply turned and led the way.

...

The order of the doors remained unchanged.

Keeping his word, as the Interlocutor stepped into the thick fog, Fu Qian indeed followed along with the Witch, leaving the room behind.

And as they moved forward outside, one could see that the scene beneath the fog, though somewhat distorted, retained its overall outline.

Even while moving forward, the sequence of the doors remained consistent with the upper level, the chaos evident only on the larger exit door—and of course, in the increasingly loud mooing sound.

Crack!

As he reflected, the Interlocutor already halted, opening the door before him.

Why he made such a choice was undoubtedly a complex journey in itself, one Fu Qian had no intention of deciphering.

But as the black iron door swung open, the resonating roar that followed had to be noted.

Could that really be Sister Ox-head?

Indeed, at that moment, the bellowing was deafening, even causing the fog before them to churn like waves.

And as it rolled, a figure reminiscent of earlier memories emerged.

Facing slightly away, a female, holding aloft a massive ox head, as the creature’s deep, resonant roar echoed, she lifted it as if praying to an unseen presence.

The form, however, compared to its task, was not entirely unchanged.

Her clothing and body appeared significantly dried out, while the ox head, save for its coat, no longer seemed much like an ox at all.

Covered in countless horns, a quick glance found them numbering in double digits, diverging in all directions, forming a bizarre image.

The ox’s mouth agape, one could even see protrusions piercing outward.

And the transformation in form brought about an apparent increase in power.

Previously, during a task, it only influenced people lining up for their heads; now, the primary target, the Interlocutor, seemed barely able to withstand it.

”Looks like someone’s blocking the way—”

A moment of stiffness before turning his head, he threw the problem to his handler.

Yet before finishing his sentence, what was previously amplifying his voice—the bellowing—had abruptly ceased.

It was as if the scene when the Witch appeared had replayed, and the very droplets of mist suspended in the air seemed drained of momentum, frozen in place.

Inside, Sister Ox-head herself, while showing no visible signs of frost, stood immobile like an ice sculpture.

Crack—

Without waiting for the Interlocutor to emphasize the difficulty further, fine cracks formed on the obstructer’s hands and swiftly spread across her body and the ox head.

Then came an avalanche-like scene.

Fragments rapidly cascaded downwards, immediately out of control.

Yet, as they hit the ground, they dissolved completely into the mist, causing the haze to resume its billowing.

”Continue.”

The Witch’s voice echoed.

...

In the blink of an eye, Sister Ox-head was no more, alleviating the pressure immensely.

Yet the liberated Interlocutor didn’t even utter thanks, merely staring blankly ahead.

It seemed that finding his way here might be more about avoiding work than anything.

However, my Dark Moon Power gives no leeway for trickery from the likes of cowards.

As the least involved observer, the Witch made no move at that moment, but Fu Qian remained assured that it was the Pontiff’s handiwork.

The decisiveness was undeniable.

Sister Ox-head was clearly judged to be a low-value target, unworthy of dialogue, and was immediately exterminated.

The Prisoners were meant to display their techniques, for the purpose of showcasing to the Prisoners, a message the Witch evidently grasped well.

And this renewed resolve was surely received by the Prisoners.

Crack—

Thankfully, the highly impacted Interlocutor, needing no extra urging from Fu Qian, tenaciously regained his senses.

Without a word, in the next moment, he lowered his head, moving through the once-blocked space, and opened another large door.

A ray of enchanting blue light, even without entering, flowed through the opening.

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