Light-Speed Horse

The voices of those NPCs just now, though different in pitch, were all stiff and hollow.

"Only living people should be able to make sounds like this, right? Even NPCs, they should be important NPCs with related scenarios and the ability to chain quests, right?"

Fang Zheng grew anxious. "How do I find him?"

He desperately wanted to find a living person to talk to, instead of being attacked by the golden-armored puppets, White Tiger, and Vermilion Bird outside the city, or just watching the NPCs inside, who looked colorful but only moved along fixed paths.

Fang Zheng quickly searched the ship. "Where's the cockpit? If it's a ship, even a full-metal sailing ship in the Cultivation World should have a bridge or a rudder, right?"

After searching for a while, Fang Zheng anxiously reached a corner of the ship's cabin and found a circular disk resembling a rudder. The wall here was completely transparent, allowing him to see far into the distance of the cabin. "Found it!"

With lingering anxiety, Fang Zheng approached the rudder. Immediately, buttons for the Creative Mode screen, familiar to MC players, appeared on both sides of his view.

It's important to note that although Fang Zheng was in Creative Mode, his perspective usually didn't have these control buttons for character movement found on mobile phones. Instead, he could ascend, descend, move forward, and backward according to his will, which was far more flexible than using buttons.

On the tablet Fang Zheng often played on, the Creative Mode buttons had controls for moving forward, backward, left, and right on the left side, and jump, crouch, ascend, and descend on the right.

"It actually works!" Fang Zheng immediately began to try it out.

Fortunately, the controls weren't difficult. It was similar to controlling a ship in MC to sail on water, with the added function of ascending and descending.

(Immortal Realm Blockade, no path forward...)

In a vast expanse of vacuum, occasionally, frozen meteors and giant ships were passed.

However, Fang Zheng, limited by the frame rate of his blocky body, couldn't see these things clearly. He could only vaguely control the ship, rushing through this vacuum, moving as close as possible in the direction of the "sound."

Flying from the city gate towards the city center for a long time, the old and sorrowful voice grew louder and louder.

Faintly, a vast, desolate land and a pitch-black abyss at a corner of the land appeared in Fang Zheng's view.

"Crap! No time to brake!" Fang Zheng only then realized that he wasn't a Cultivator at all and lacked the reaction speed to control this level of flying ship.

Based on the previous observations, surrounding objects had undergone intense red and blue shifts, stretching everything into lines. This indicated that the ship's speed had likely reached near-light speed.

Even if he didn't know the exact percentage of light speed, even just 1% of light speed would be too late for Fang Zheng's reaction speed of 120 frames per second to brake after seeing what was ahead.

In this impossibly vast city, which required light-years as a unit of measurement, as commonly described in cultivation novels, the vegetation was lush, and mountains undulated.

Trees of unimaginable size, with leaves as large as mountains, reached heights beyond sight. A single tree could house an enormous population.

Majestic divine mountains, seemingly sculpted from entire planets, stood tall against the sky. Everywhere, there were grand waterfalls cascading like entire oceans, and super-giant lakes wider than oceans, comparable to entire planets.

This was a world in a fantasy cultivation novel, outrageously large and even a bit cliché in its grandeur.

However, everything was still, static, and unchanging.

Whether it was the dense mist pervading the heavens and earth or the spectacular waterfalls pouring down like oceans, everything was frozen in place.

In this static world, only a streak of light flew from afar, crashing diagonally towards the ground.

There was no time to brake. By the time Fang Zheng reacted, he had already crashed.

However, as chains suddenly materialized out of thin air, the ship, traveling at 80% of light speed, had its path forcefully blocked.

Using space itself as a buffer, its kinetic energy was drawn out layer by layer, and it was directly slammed onto the ground.

This was a traction formation that enveloped the entire city, preventing runaway ships from crashing.

Although it was placed on the ground and its kinetic energy was absorbed by a defensive formation, the divine source phantom inside the ship, replicated and filled with the laws of the Immortal Realm barrier, should have completely lost power after disappearing.

However, due to the MC lever Fang Zheng had placed, the ship's power, defying logic, remained at full capacity, forcefully resisting the traction formation's power, and finally exploded into a mushroom cloud covering a thousand-mile radius.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

Boundless light and heat were released.

It was the power of millions of nuclear bombs detonating...

No! It was the power of tens of millions, billions, trillions upon trillions of nuclear bombs detonating!

This was a phantom of a minor warship imprinted by the Immortal Realm's barrier laws, from a mighty pass that guarded the Immortal Realm's boundary during its peak.

Supported by the laws of the fragmented Immortal Realm barrier, although its destructive power and defense were far inferior to a real physical warship, it possessed performance close to that of a real warship.

Even just the explosion was enough to kill a Saint and severely injure a Saint King.

However, after just a moment, the mushroom cloud, thousands of miles high and continuing to grow without any sign of slowing down, was sealed and erased by suddenly appearing formation patterns.

The warship, which was already a law phantom, vanished without a trace, leaving only Fang Zheng, the block person, who was immortal and indestructible in Creative Mode, unable to be moved by any damage or forced to move.

Gazing at the golden formation patterns gradually fading in the sky, and a waterfall within their coverage that had just started to flow and had now stopped again, Fang Zheng pondered.

(Immortal Realm Blockade, the immortal path has no future...)

The old and sorrowful voice grew even louder.

Fang Zheng murmured, "It should be around here. I'll look around first."

He recalled a black pit he seemed to have seen before falling, "The voice seemed to come from that pit."

Recalling the scene he had just seen and looking at the towering trees around him, whose leaves were as large as mountains, Fang Zheng recalculated the proportions.

"Let me calculate, the size of that pit should be about as big as Mars. With it being that big, how am I supposed to find it?"

Looking at the static surroundings, Fang Zheng tilted his head. "Right, there are no golden-armored people interfering here, so I can try cultivating a Light-Speed Horse to travel."

Thus, Fang Zheng began to cultivate the Light-Speed Horse.

First, build a large enclosure. Throw monster eggs into a spawner to spawn a bunch of Block Horses. Select the fastest ones, kill the rest, and keep repeating the process.

After identifying a batch of the fastest horses, Fang Zheng continuously threw throwable agility potions at them, fed them apples and wheat, and forced them into a breeding state.

Then, let the foals grow up, throw agility potions again for breeding, and repeat this process continuously.

Time trickled by, and the horses reproduced for many generations, with the speed of each generation being directly pushed to its upper limit.

After a period of time