# 1952
Chapter 1952
Chapter 1945: Rest
Two days later.
Island.
Above the mist-shrouded island, a massive gate that had been essentially restored stood tall and imposing. The ancient and mysterious aura seeped outward from the edges of the Island, while the bodies of small fish floated motionless on the water's surface.
Within a radius of ten li, a dead zone had already formed.
An Qingyu sat cross-legged on the ground, his large black cloak stained gray across most of his body. His deep eyes slowly opened, as boundless as the starry sky and commanding of respect.
Compared to ten days ago, his aura had completely merged with the Gate of Truth above, having broken through the Chief God-level barrier and reached the realm of the Supreme God.
With the Gate of Truth restored and the Key to the Gate gradually awakening, human realms held no meaning for him anymore. From the perspective of life forms, he had completely broken free from this world's shackles... but his soul remained imprisoned within this grayness.
"Good afternoon, my old friend." A voice drifted out from the mist, and the figure of Chaos materialized.
He stood with his hands behind his back, a brilliant smile on his dark face, seemingly in excellent spirits.
An Qingyu glanced at him without speaking.
"What? I only knocked you out once, and now you're ignoring me?" Chaos raised an eyebrow.
"How would I know if you were talking to me?"
"Don't be so formal. From the perspective of aura, you and He... are no different." Chaos spread his hands helplessly. "Relax, I'm not here to beat you up today. I was just passing by to say hello on my way to pick up something from your place."
Pick up something?
An Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly; those deep eyes seemed to have seen through Chaos's thoughts.
"So, it's today."
"Yes, I've waited so long, and this day has finally come! Oh, how exciting!! I can hardly wait!!" Chaos laughed heartily as if thinking of something delightful.
"Promise me, my old friend. Even though you can't personally attend this wonderful celebration, you must watch it, okay? I guarantee today's show will not disappoint you!"
Chaos pointed at the phone in front of An Qingyu, but the latter only stared at him in silence, saying nothing.
Chaos's laughter stopped abruptly.
He seemed to remember something, patted An Qingyu on the shoulder, and said:
"But I think... you wouldn't just stand by and watch, right?"
This suddenly nonsensical remark caused An Qingyu's brow to furrow unconsciously. Just as he was about to speak, Chaos had already walked away, his form vanishing into the mist.
An Qingyu gazed toward where Chaos had departed, murmuring to himself:
"Is time running out..."
He gently lifted his fingertips, rapidly tracing through emptiness as if calculating something. After a long while, his gaze fell upon the nearest small stone before him...
His eyes flickered with a faint light as he reached out to pick up the stone, holding it in his palm.
"The final step can only be left to you."
His fingertips rubbed against the stone's surface. The originally rough stone skin visibly rounded, a trace of gray seeped from his palm, permeating into the stone...
...
Great Xia Border.
The dusky sunset scattered across the earth. Before the fortress-like war fortification, numerous figures bustled about like tireless machines.
However, compared to two days ago, the layout of this fortification was basically complete. The barren earth, once divided into countless grid sections, had returned to its original appearance, showing no signs of modification. The helicopters in the sky gradually descended and landed, with only a few remaining to finish the final procedures.
Lin Qiye's Straight Blade completed the final stroke. Unable to bear the exhaustion deep within his soul any longer, he gently pinched the bridge of his nose and勉强打起精神 asked:
"Is it all done?"
"It's all done, 1,330 forbidden curses in total, all completed." The Night Watch officer responsible for counting hurried forward to support him, but Lin Qiye waved him away.
As the last metal block was towed away by the plane, Lin Qiye sat down on a nearby stone, his face pale as he asked:
"How much time is left?"
"Seven hours and sixteen minutes."
"Hmm... please call Guan Zai for me."
"...Alright!"
Lin Qiye sat alone, feeling his eyelids and head growing heavier by the moment. Even though the divine power in his body was recovering at an extremely fast rate under the blessing of faith, the spiritual exhaustion could not be relieved.
Forbidden curses were the highest-level existence within magic arrays. Carving each one required consuming a great deal of mental energy. Lin Qiye had been carving forbidden curses continuously for over three days without rest, and his body was already on the verge of collapse. When he was fully focused on carving, it was fine, but once he卸下 all burdens, exhaustion and drowsiness surged in like a tide.
Lin Qiye had barely taken a few steps when his head drooped, and he fell into a deep sleep while sitting.
A few minutes later, Guan Zai rushed over in haste. Seeing Lin Qiye had fallen asleep while sitting, he was slightly stunned, then his expression grew complicated.
After hesitation, just as he was about to step forward to wake Lin Qiye, the latter seemed to sense something, abruptly woke and looked up. A majestic divine might erupted outward, forcing Guan Zai back several steps. Those bloodshot eyes were filled with vigilance.
Seeing who it was, Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment, then a bitter smile tugged at his lips as he withdrew the divine might.
"Sorry, I fell asleep..."
Though only a brief glance, Guan Zai's back was already soaked with sweat. The momentum Lin Qiye exuded with the slightest movement was no longer something the Human Apex level could contend with. He helplessly composed himself and continued forward.
"You're wound too tight... From the battle at Sunken Dragon Pass until now, you've barely rested." Guan Zai spoke seriously. "Now that the forbidden curses for all three passes are complete, you should go back and get some proper sleep."
"How's the construction progress at the three passes?"
"Jialin Pass here is basically complete, with only some final concealment work remaining. The forbidden curses transported to Shanhaiguan and Banruo Pass have all been buried and installed. The defensive lines of all three passes are completely connected, forming an ultra-long frontline approaching eight hundred kilometers.
As for the remaining finishing work, it can be completed within three hours. There's plenty of time."
Hearing Guan Zai's report, Lin Qiye finally relaxed slightly. After a moment of thought, he nodded.
"Alright, I'll go back and rest for a while... If there's any emergency, contact me immediately."
After depleting a massive amount of mental energy, Lin Qiye truly couldn't hold on any longer. The remaining seven hours were enough for him to sleep. Forcing himself to the battlefield in this state wouldn't be a good thing either.
Jialin Pass quickly prepared a plane for Lin Qiye, carrying him toward Shangjing.