"At that time, we will have new teammates."

Gu Xiweng’s voice was steady: "The team competition ends at a fixed time. According to the rules, if your own camp loses, you simply can’t get extra points, but there are no other penalties."

"When one side doesn’t receive points anymore, to avoid being left behind in points by the opposing camp’s team, what do you think they’ll do?"

"Hmm..."

Yuan Shen scratched his head and suddenly understood: "I get it."

Gu Xiweng turned around, looking at the man communicating with the muscular guy.

"Senior Lu Ming, putting other things aside, during the ability display process later, it won’t cause us any harm, right?"

"Of course not!"

The one called Lu Ming was surprisingly the only Spiritualist in Celestial Strategy’s current competition lineup!

Among the Seven Great Institutes, Martial Abyss is the purest Martial Arts Academy, without a Spiritual Ability Series, while the other institutes all have it.

Lu Ming’s voice was solemn: "Spiritual Power itself is extremely stable. After mastering this power through Spiritual Enlightenment, although I can’t determine the final destination yet and it’s done randomly, it definitely won’t harm you."

"That’s enough."

Long Yun’an finished warming up, patting Lu Ming’s shoulder: "Sometimes, to accomplish something, you also need to see your luck."

"Coincidentally."

"My luck has never been bad."

The Celestial Strategy group waited here, and soon, other Celestial Strategy students arrived singly or in teams.

Fourteen people gathered.

At this moment.

Fourteen people huddled together, Lu Ming stood in the center, Spiritual Energy surged, and his eyes shone with brilliance.

In the air, the dormant Spiritual Power was awakened. Under his control, it spiraled down from above, drawing on the ground, gradually forming a complex Spiritual Array.

Sweat seeped from his head.

The other Celestial Strategy students silently waited.

Time passed.

The Spiritual Array took shape.

At the moment of formation, Spiritual Energy burst into a dazzling display of colors, various hues intertwined, and the array below flickered, its radiance engulfing all at Celestial Strategy Academy.

When the light faded.

Their figures had vanished from the spot.

Meanwhile.

At another location of the civilization ruins.

The Celestial Strategy Academy group appeared.

At the instant they appeared, Lu Ming was greatly drained, his face turned pale, his legs weakened, and as he was about to collapse, he was supported by someone nearby.

Spiritual Transmission!

As a primordial cosmic power, Spiritual Energy is exceedingly mysterious, and the Spiritualist can harness various wonderful abilities through it.

"Little Qi, confirm the surrounding references."

"Gu Xiweng, compare with the map."

Long Yun’an issued the command.

Not long after.

Gu Xiweng’s voice sounded.

"The general direction is correct, we’ve pulled closer to the city center."

"Great."

Long Yun’an nodded, consoling: "Lu Ming, although your Spiritual Transmission isn’t fully mastered and is random every time, it seems our luck isn’t bad."

Being helped by someone, Lu Ming gave a weak smile.

"Yuan Shen, take care of Lu Ming."

"Confirm the direction, proceed."

He walked at the forefront, watching Yuan Shen putting Lu Ming on his back and gradually picking up speed.

"Charge."

"After preparing for so long, it’s time for a blitz."

"Lu Ming, recover well, we’ll still need Spiritual Energy assistance next."

...

Like the wind passing through, Qin Jin’s presence completely concealed.

After the civilization ruins fully opened up, everything was unrestricted. As Qin Jin delved deeper into the city center, the number of mechanical bodies began to dwindle, while the number of pollutants surged.

Overall, mechanical bodies’ radiation areas spanned from the outer city to nearby industrial zones, while pollutants covered the entire inner city.

Time passed...

Night fell.

The majority of pollutants were mentally unsound, their presence cloaked, further veiled by the night, allowing Qin Jin to move without attracting any attention.

The night deepened.

This was Qin Jin’s first deep night spent in the ruins of civilization.

As he continued forward, the surroundings were no longer architectural ruins but complete buildings. Compared to the industrial area, this place was more intact, yet it seemed that many parts hadn’t been used.

In the deep night, Qin Jin climbed onto the rooftop of a high building. His gaze focused on a certain spot ahead.

There...

A tall tower stood.

Surrounding the tower was a spiral, stair-like decorative structure that encircled the entire tower. The night was deep, yet neither the tower nor the myriad buildings ahead had any lights lit.

"The Divine Son’s camp."

Qin Jin’s gaze swept across as he thought of the biological starship he had encountered: "It seems they’ve abandoned some technology."

"Is it because of the influence of the Divine Son?"

The thought flashed by, and Qin Jin leapt off the rooftop, accompanied by the Wind Spiritual Power, diving toward the spiral tower.

According to the information he gathered from the Saint, the body of the Divine Son was located within the spiral tower.

In front of the spiral tower was a large square. Surprisingly, there were no polluters here. It was only further out that polluters existed. In Qin Jin’s view, this was perhaps because the Divine Son’s habitat was not to be offended.

As he entered the square and approached the spiral tower, Qin Jin clearly heard the sound of breathing.

Each breath echoed far and wide.

"Is this the breathing of the Divine Son?"

"Perhaps, that’s why the polluters haven’t approached here."

"The polluters’ power comes from the Divine Son. This special rhythm of breathing might even affect them."

With a turn of thought, Qin Jin stepped onto the exterior of the spiral tower, swiftly ascending.

This spiral decorative structure, like stairs but without them, had an exceedingly smooth surface. However, when Qin Jin stepped on it, he activated his power to adhere securely, ascending continuously. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The breathing sound grew clearer.

All the way up to the top layer, in the shadow of the night, Qin Jin looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the tower.

If the Purifier civilization had survived, this tower might have utilized many technological means.

But now, it’s just an ordinary building with a unique appearance.

Looking through, the top floor of the tower was a large flat space. In the center area inside, a small figure was suspended in mid-air, chest rising and falling with the sound of breathing emanating from within.

This figure.

It was the Divine Son Qin Jin had seen before!

However, the moment he laid eyes on it, Qin Jin’s gaze slightly tightened.

At first glance, the Divine Son resembling a Purifier infant was sleeping peacefully. Chains penetrated bones and wound around its body, connecting to the void.

This appearance.

Clearly in a state from before the transformation during the war between humanity and mechanical beings, unmutated [Divine Son].

"Did the Divine Son recover from the mutated state?"

"While polluters remain irreversible?"

"Or is there deeper information yet to uncover?"

Thoughts swept through his mind.

Qin Jin’s eyes slightly lowered.

"Perhaps, with the complete opening of civilization ruins, deeper information will be excavated?"

"However..."

"That has nothing to do with me anymore."

He was always inclined to act upon his thoughts, and at this moment, the form of the Divine Son surprised him, but after coming all this way, the arrow was on the string, naturally unwilling to hold back.

Qin Jin closed his eyes for a moment.

When he reopened them, his eyes reflected the scene of Spirit Ruins.

In an instant, the Celestial Thunder Body activated, and in this silent night, lightning suddenly appeared above the spiral tower, illuminating the surroundings. The moment it activated, Qin Jin shot out like an arrow, his body charged forward, lightning shattered the floor-to-ceiling window ahead, penetrating the top floor of the tower!

Upon entering the tower, he didn’t slow down, swiftly approaching the [Divine Son]!

The sudden intrusion disturbed its slumber.

The Divine Son opened its eyes, revealing crimson pupils. The small body twisted, chains clattered, but it hadn’t had time to respond when a fist enveloped in thunder struck its body!

The fist hit the Divine Son.

Qin Jin’s power exploded, his body advancing alongside. The small body of the Divine Son propelled forward under the thunder punch, towards the other end of the top floor, crossing the distance in a split second, pressed against the other side’s floor-to-ceiling window without hindrance, accompanied by a deafening explosion as the window shattered, the body of the Divine Son was blasted outward.

At the breach of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The dazzling thunder illuminated all sides, and faintly, a silhouette could be seen.

In this silent night, such a large commotion suddenly appeared, and the polluters dwelling in the square’s surroundings were startled, attempting to discern the source of it all.

At the same time.

Qin Jin stood at the broken floor-to-ceiling window, the wind brushing against him, looking outward.

In mid-air.

The Divine Son’s abdomen bore scorch marks, and at this moment, the chains circling its body trembled slightly, suddenly snapping. Its form began to transform.