In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

Chapter 2623 Freeman's Past 1

Golden light illuminated the sky and swiftly traveled through the Boundless Sword Domain. However, it did not hit Zhang Yi. Instead, it was transmitted through the spatial gate and shot towards her from another direction.

The light of the three lifetimes of reincarnation was fast enough that she herself could not dodge it.

The mirror's reflection causes the rules to backfire.

The Death Songstress raised her hand, only to find that the bronze mirror was no longer under her control. The three rays of light she used to pierce other people's souls were now imprinted on her own body with perfect accuracy.

You are afraid of death.

You are insatiable.

Your family's wealth has been completely squandered.

Her defenses crumbled, her power was diminished, and her abilities were directly sealed.

In a fleeting moment, she was stripped bare by her own judgment.

A hint of surprise appeared on her mechanical face.

Zhang Yi certainly wouldn't miss this brief opportunity.

Zhang Yi stomped his foot, causing a torrent of sword shadows to surge across the arena. The Eternal Judgment Sword pierced her heart, pinning her and the bronze mirror behind her to the void.

The dark currents of the Netherworld surged in, uprooting the strange fire of rules within her body and storing it in the void.

Death Songstress's eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked down at the sword blade on her chest, then looked up at the mechanical man playing a serenade outside the door.

Her lips curved slightly, revealing a very faint smile that seemed impossible for a program to calculate.

"You're too late."

The sound was extremely faint, and then it completely disappeared.

The bronze mirror shattered, the orchestra fell silent, the dancers stopped moving, and the entire theater was like a fairy tale book that had been slammed shut, utterly lifeless.

The blue sword domain slowly dissipated, leaving only the lingering traces of sword energy swirling in the air before disappearing.

Zhang Yi drew his longsword, his Taixu bathrobe receding into a faint shadow, and turned to walk off the stage.

He had already understood something in his heart, so he felt somewhat lost when he left.

The theater doors were flung open, and Zhang Yi, Liang Yue, and the others emerged with smiles on their faces, expressions that conveyed: This is how it should be.

They were not surprised that Zhang Yi was able to defeat the Death Songstress.

Zhang Yi never takes risks unless absolutely necessary.

Therefore, his decision to take action guarantees victory.

Zhang Yi glanced at the theater staff still fighting ahead and swiftly took them all into his alternate dimension.

Then he slowly raised his head and gazed at the sky, where the sun had dimmed and, as night fell, became the bright moon on the horizon.

"A...clumsy version of the Heavenly Palace?"

He murmured to himself.

Freeman walked over excitedly, his mechanical body creaking.

"Oh, my friend! You're amazing! I didn't expect you to take down all three guardians in such a short time! Well done!"

"Now, we can head to the Tower of Heaven!"

His gaze was incredibly intense, for he had already imagined the wonderful scene of finding his wife, Nastya.

Zhang Yi's eyes looked a little strange.

He stared at Freeman and abruptly asked, "Freeman, have you considered one possibility?"

"Hmm? What's wrong, my friend?"

Freeman looked completely bewildered, wondering what Zhang Yi was planning to say.

Zhang Yi stared at his body: "Consciousness transfer, we don't know when this will happen. Maybe the time and space you traveled to is tens of thousands or millions of years ago relative to Earth."

"Konashiki, if you want to survive until now, in what way do you think you should exist?"

Freeman lowered his head and remained silent for a long while, then raised his head and said seriously to Zhang Yi, "No matter what form she takes, finding her is my biggest goal!"

Zhang Yi had already guessed everything.

The person Freeman had been searching for turned out to be the last of the three guardians of the Tower of Heaven, the Death Songstress.

She guarded the entrance to the Tiantong Tower, probably hoping that one day she could see her husband again.

However, both Freeman and Naschi gave up their human bodies in order to meet again in the future.

So over the years, they may have met countless times, but neither of them recognized the other.

"Freeman, what was your name during your time on Mars?"

Zhang Yi suddenly asked.

Freeman looked at him strangely, not understanding why Zhang Yi would suddenly ask such a question.

However, he still replied, "My name was Lucas back then."

Zhang Yi finally understood.

Nasci's remains are still in his alternate dimension; once they are retrieved, she can be resurrected on the spot.

But Zhang Yi obviously wouldn't do that.

Because she has already prepared for her own moves, if she appears outside and is resurrected, she may still fight Zhang Yi.

He decided to keep quiet and tell Freeman about it later.

Zhang Yi took out the three crystal fragments, and they seemed to have some kind of connection with each other, combining together on their own.

Then a triangular crystal key was formed and slowly floated into the air.

"Is this the key to the Tower of Heaven?"

Fatty Xu blinked, his face a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, and said, "What secrets are hidden in the true core area of ​​Martian civilization? It's both exciting and a little scary."

And it wasn't just him; everyone held their breath, eager to see what kind of miracle would occur when the three key fragments merged into one.

It hovered silently in mid-air. In the distant sky, a beam of light suddenly shone down from the huge artificial celestial body, piercing through the triangular crystal fragment.

In an instant, the radiance spread along the patterns on the surface of the crystal fragment.

A bright light flashed, and Zhang Yi squinted slightly.

When they could see everything clearly again, they saw a huge spatial passage appear before them.

The triangular key gradually floated down and returned to Zhang Yi's palm.

Freeman stared intently at the spatial passage, his eyes filled with longing.

"I've waited twenty-six years, and today has finally come! Nasci, wait for me, I'm coming!"

He was so excited that he wanted to go straight in, but Zhang Yi stretched out his arm and stopped him.

"Be careful, who knows what dangers lurk inside. Or perhaps you're quite familiar with this area?"

Zhang Yi stared at him and asked.

Freeman then came to his senses and said somewhat embarrassedly, "No, that's not it. I was just... a little impatient."

"Imagine if you were in my shoes, waiting for over twenty years just to go to one place. Wouldn't you be just as excited as I am right now!"

Zhang Yi remained noncommittal, simply saying, "It's best to be careful."