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Chapter 541 - 257: An Unusual Way to Enter

Then, they stepped forward, passing through those "reinforcements" whose eyes were filled with fear.

Heading straight towards the side of the ice wall, where a few attendants who had always been with He Manhe were now similarly restrained.

The faces of the four were filled with terror and pleading.

They made hoarse sounds from their throats, but couldn’t even utter words of begging for mercy.

Fang Qingyu’s gaze showed not a hint of fluctuation.

In the dim light, Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash traced a cold arc.

Clang—!

The blade flashed like lightning, too fast for anyone to see its path clearly.

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

Four heads simultaneously soared skyward, while blood spurted from the necks like springs, swiftly freezing into dark red ice crystals in the freezing air.

The four headless bodies remained stiffly in their restrained posture, slowly toppling, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Straightforward and decisive, without a single wasted word.

Fang Qingyu flicked away the non-existent Blood Pearl from the blade and sheathed it with a clang.

Jiu only mentioned taking these people back to receive judgement.

But didn’t specify how many people.

As for those acting with He Manhe, they were undoubtedly people of the Pantheon.

Fang Qingyu didn’t show the slightest mercy.

Because their hands were inevitably stained with the blood of innocents.

As for those other "reinforcements," most were cannon fodder driven by greed.

Per Jiu’s words, bringing them back to Glazed Light City... was just bringing them.

It just meant a bit more work.

"Alright."

Fang Qingyu turned to the dumbfounded Chu Kuanglan, as well as Wei Banmeng and the others, "Let’s start moving."

And so, in the depths of the glacial ruins of the Far North Ice Glacier, which had just witnessed a battle of the gods and was now in complete disarray, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded.

Five elites of the Hidden Dragon Plan, like moving cargo, lifted those "reinforcements" who were restrained by an invisible force, their bodies rigid as iron and stone, their eyes full of terror and humiliation, one by one, and moved them upwards along the icy path they had come.

The fatigue wasn’t really the issue.

It was just a bit frustrating.

After over an hour.

They finally brought everyone back to the side of the Ice Sea.

The cold wind howled, and the icy seawater lashed against the ice shore.

Fang Qingyu looked at the dozen or so rigid "human forms" floating at the edge of the icy seawater, and then at his teammates beside him, speaking in a deep voice: "I’ll go back first to check the situation, wait for my message."

He couldn’t take everyone across to face danger, just in case something changed over there.

After all, when they arrived, Speed was rather absurdly fast.

Fang Qingyu casually picked up a seemingly stable "reinforcement," grabbed the back of their collar, and said.

"Hold your breath!"

Then, not caring whether they understood or not, he took a deep breath and plunged into the icy, pitch-black seawater.

The icy seawater instantly enveloped his entire body, and the biting cold seemed to reach his bone marrow.

Fang Qingyu operated his Qi Blood with all his might, the dark gold Dragon Scale patterns vaguely visible beneath his skin, resisting the onslaught of the cold.

Relying on his sense of direction and memory, he struggled to swim through the cold, dark seawater.

The "cargo" on his back was stiff, but the basic instinct to hold their breath remained, temporarily avoiding the risk of drowning.

Cold, dark, immense water pressure... time seemed to stretch.

It wasn’t clear how much time had passed.

Until he finally saw some light above his head.

Fang Qingyu started to swim upwards.

Splooosh—!

The icy cold wind instantly replaced the embrace of seawater, and Fang Qingyu broke through the surface, gasping for the cold air.

He wiped seawater off his face, quickly scanning his surroundings.

It was the very icebound coastline where they had first parked.

However, at this moment, on the shoreline...

Beside the parked snow off-road vehicles, soldiers dressed in standard Deep Blue combat gear and armed to the teeth had already surrounded them.

Numbering at least twenty or thirty, each with cold expressions, sharp eyes fixed on the direction of the sea.

Several armored patrol vehicles with Glazed Light City emblems were parked in the rear, the spotlights on their roofs illuminating the area as brightly as day.

Clearly, these vehicles parked in a secluded spot outside the defensive line had long attracted the attention of the Glazed Light City patrol team.

"Don’t move!"

A harsh shout cracked through the cold wind, an indisputable command.

An officer who appeared to be the squad leader stepped forward, with eyes sharp as a hawk, staring intently at Fang Qingyu and the person on his back.

"This is the Glazed Light City 7th Patrol Team! You are suspected of illegally crossing the border defenses and carrying suspicious personnel! Now, you’re under arrest!" the officer’s voice was icy, "Put down the person on your back, put your hands on your head! Any resistance, lethal force will be used! If you have anything to say, save it for the interrogation room!!!"

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A few hours later.

Fang Qingyu sat on a cold metal chair, his hands locked in front of him with special handcuffs glistening with faint blue light.

It was a small room.

All four walls were made of cold metal, with only a single harsh white light overhead providing illumination, casting his shadow on the polished floor.

The air was filled with the cold scent of disinfectant and metal.

Across from him was a metal table just as cold, unoccupied.

Fang Qingyu slightly tilted his head back, leaning on the cold chair back, a look of helplessness on his face.

Who would have thought?

After enduring hardships, venturing deep into the Far North Ice Glacier, witnessing a battle of the gods, and even serving as a porter for that terrifying being...

He finally arrived at his destination, Glazed Light City.

Only for his first step into this legendary city’s "threshold" to be in handcuffs, escorted into a cold interrogation room.

Back at the seaside, facing the unyielding orders of Glazed Light City’s soldiers and officers, Fang Qingyu chose not to force his way through.