Light-Speed Horse

Those NPCs from earlier, though their voices differed in pitch, all sounded stiff and hollow.

"Only living people should be able to make this kind of sound, right? Even if it's an NPC, it should be an important NPC with a relevant scenario and quest chain, shouldn't it?"

Fang Zheng grew anxious. "How am I supposed to find him?"

He desperately wanted to find a living person to talk to, rather than being attacked by the golden-armored humanoid puppets, White Tiger, and Vermilion Bird outside the city, or only being able to watch the NPCs inside follow fixed routes despite their colorful appearances.

Fang Zheng hurriedly searched the ship. "Where's the cockpit? If it's a ship, even a fully metallic sailing ship from the Cultivation World should have a control room or a helm, right?"

After searching for quite a while, Fang Zheng anxiously reached the corner of a cabin and found a round disk resembling a helm. The walls here were completely transparent, allowing him to see far beyond the cabin. "Found it!"

Still anxious, Fang Zheng approached the helm. Immediately afterward, the Creative Mode control buttons familiar to MC players appeared on both sides of his view.

Although Fang Zheng was in Creative Mode, his field of vision normally did not have the buttons used to control character movement on phone screens. He simply relied on his will to ascend, descend, move forward, and retreat, which was far more flexible than using buttons.

On the tablet Fang Zheng often played on, the Creative Mode controls had buttons on the left for moving forward, backward, left, and right, while the buttons on the right were for jumping, crouching, ascending, and descending.

"So it really works!" Fang Zheng immediately began trying it out.

Fortunately, it was not difficult to control. It was similar to steering a boat across water in MC, except it had additional ascending and descending functions.

(Immortal Realm Blockade, there is no road ahead...)

Through the boundless vacuum, he occasionally passed motionless meteors and enormous ships.

However, constrained by his Block Person body's frame rate, Fang Zheng could not make out those objects at all. He could only vaguely steer the ship through the vacuum, getting as close as possible to the direction of the "voice."

After flying inward from the city gate for a long time, the aged, sorrowful voice grew louder and louder.

Vaguely, a vast expanse of land and a pitch-black abyss at one corner of it emerged in Fang Zheng's view.

"Crap! It's too late to brake!" Only then did Fang Zheng realize that he was not a cultivator. He did not possess the reaction speed needed to control a spacecraft of this level.

Based on what he had observed earlier, the objects around him had undergone intense redshift and blueshift, everything stretching into lines. This meant the ship's speed had likely reached sublight levels.

Though he did not know what percentage of light speed it was, even at merely one percent of light speed, his reaction time at 120 frames per second meant that by the time he saw something ahead, it was already too late to brake.

Within this absurdly enormous city, which had to be measured in light-years, lush vegetation flourished and mountains rose and fell, just as they often did in cultivation novels.

The trees were so enormous they defied description. A single branch or leaf was like a mountain, and their tops could not be seen. One tree alone could house an unimaginably vast population.

Magnificent divine mountains, as though each had been sculpted from an entire planet, rose one after another along the horizon. Everywhere stood colossal waterfalls like entire oceans pouring down, along with supermassive lakes broader than oceans, as vast as whole planets.

It was a grand world like those in fantasy cultivation novels, absurdly huge to the point of seeming almost cliché.

Except everything was still, frozen in place.

Whether it was the dense mist filling heaven and earth or the spectacular waterfalls pouring down like oceans, all of it was motionless.

Within this frozen world, only a streak of light flew in from afar, slanting toward the ground.

It was already too late to brake. By the time Fang Zheng reacted, he had already crashed.

Yet as chains suddenly appeared out of thin air, the space before the ship hurtling along at eighty percent of light speed was forcibly sealed.

Using space itself as a buffer, its impact energy was stripped away layer by layer, and it was pressed directly onto the ground.

This was the traction formation enveloping the entire city, preventing uncontrolled ships from crashing.

Although it had been placed on the ground and its kinetic energy had been drained by the defensive formation, once the divine source phantom replicated and filled by the Immortal Realm Barrier laws inside the ship vanished, it should have completely lost power.

However, because of the MC lever Fang Zheng had placed, the ship's power somehow remained at full capacity, defying all reason. It forcibly contended against the traction formation's power before finally exploding into a mushroom cloud that covered a thousand miles.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

Boundless light and boundless heat erupted.

It was like a million Nuclear Missiles detonating...

No! It was the power of tens of millions, hundreds of millions, countless billions upon billions of Nuclear Missiles exploding at once!

This was the phantom imprinted by the Immortal Realm Barrier upon an insignificant warship within the Mighty Pass that had once guarded the Immortal Realm's Realm Barrier in its heyday.

Supported by the laws of the Immortal Realm fragment's barrier, it possessed destructive and defensive power far inferior to that of a true physical warship, yet its performance was still close to that of a real warship.

Even an explosion alone was enough to kill a Sage and severely injure a Saint King-level cultivator.

However, only an instant later, the mushroom cloud, already a thousand miles high and still growing endlessly without showing any sign of slowing, was sealed and erased by suddenly appearing formation patterns.

The warship, which had been a Law Phantom from the start, vanished without a trace. Only Fang Zheng, an immortal and indestructible Block Person in Creative Mode who could neither suffer any harm nor be forcibly displaced by damage, remained.

Gazing at the golden formation patterns gradually fading from the sky, as well as a waterfall within their range that had suddenly begun flowing before stopping once more, Fang Zheng fell into thought.

(Immortal Realm Blockade, there is no path ahead on the immortal road...)

The aged, sorrowful voice became even louder.

Fang Zheng muttered, "It should be nearby. I'll look around first."

He recalled what looked like a black pit he had seen before falling. "The voice seemed to be coming from that pit."

Carefully recalling what he had seen, Fang Zheng looked at the towering trees around him, each leaf as large as a mountain, and recalculated the scale.

"Let me work it out. That pit should be about the size of Mars, right? How am I supposed to find something that big?"

Looking at the motionless surroundings, Fang Zheng tilted his head. "Right, there aren't any golden-armored people here to interfere. I can try breeding Light-Speed Horses to use for traveling."

Thus, Fang Zheng began breeding Light-Speed Horses.

First, he built a large enclosure, used monster eggs on a Monster Spawning Box to spawn a bunch of Block Horses, selected the fastest ones, killed the rest, and continued repeating the process.

After finding a group of the fastest horses, Fang Zheng continuously used throwable Swiftness Potions on them and fed them apples and wheat, forcing them into breeding mode.

Then he let the foals grow up, threw more Swiftness Potions, and bred them again, repeating the process over and over.

Time passed bit by bit, and the horses bred through many generations. The speed limit of every generation was directly raised.

After some time...