A faint smile appeared in Fang Zheng's heart. He immediately activated Spectator Mode and swiftly moved away from the increasingly chaotic area.
After putting some distance between himself and it, he switched to Creative Mode once more, began breaking blocks, and placed more Vermilion Bird and White Tiger Law Buckets.
With every new bucket he placed, once he switched to Spectator Mode, the Four Symbols Killing Array would lose its target, sending the Law Rune Chains into a frenzied search.
Then, when he switched back to Creative Mode and the target reappeared to be locked onto, the Law Rune Chains would converge in one direction again.
During this process, the identical Rune Chains pouring out of the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger Law Buckets, copied according to the same template, conflicted with the array's normally functioning runes, constantly causing minor bugs.
After repeating this several times, the increasingly dense cries of Vermilion Birds and roars of White Tigers around him grew stranger and stranger in tone.
The originally dim, lusterless golden-red substance, whose divine energy had been restrained within it, unexpectedly began to shine again with a radiance brighter than stars. It grew brighter and brighter, its luminosity surging without end.
In Spectator Mode, Fang Zheng's blocky face remained expressionless as he quietly watched the Rune Chain storm transform from an orderly tempest into a chaotic torrent.
Switching to Creative Mode again, he took out an Ender Pearl from his backpack and placed it in his Inventory. Then he murmured, "If my estimate is right, it should be almost time for the pot to blow."
At the same time, outside the gates of the Mighty Pass on the Immortal Ascension Road, the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger phantoms, which rigidly followed their rules to kill intruders, tirelessly continued to inject Vermilion Bird Divine Fire and White Tiger Slaughter Power, attempting to refine the nearly unkillable invader.
As one of the top killing arrays of the myriad worlds, the Four Symbols Killing Array had once been presided over, in the ancient era before the Immortal Realm shattered, by the Four Symbols Immortal Spirits who guarded the Immortal Realm: Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Azure Dragon. Even the weakest among them possessed the strength of True Immortals.
Possessing the advantages of their bloodlines, the Four Symbols Immortal Spirits could contend with Quasi-Immortal Kings even at the True Immortal level. When they jointly deployed the Four Symbols Killing Array, they could even easily slay weaker Immortal Kings.
However, using it against Immortal King-level figures required at least hundreds, or even thousands, of years each time.
Only through such an immense expenditure of time could they ensure that an Immortal King-level expert under suppression was completely killed.
But this time was different.
The Law Phantoms could only barely reach the power of the Peak of Human Dao with the support of Immortal Realm fragments, and this was also an incomplete Four Symbols Killing Array.
Yet within the mere dozens of minutes since Fang Zheng began acting, the killing and refining power circulating endlessly through the array had not been depleted at all. Instead, it had begun to swell out of thin air at an utterly absurd rate.
The Immortal Dao and Divine Dao runes operating within it also developed countless errors due to the influx of massive numbers of duplicated Rune Chains.
If the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger phantoms had still been alive, they could have easily sorted out the chaotic errors in the array runes' operation.
They could even have absorbed the inexplicably extra, continuously increasing killing power back into themselves as replenishment.
But unfortunately, they were merely True Immortal Law Phantoms imprinted upon the barrier of Immortal Realm fragments. They were adequate as battle puppets, but asking them to sort out errors in the array runes' operation was simply beyond their intelligence.
Before anyone knew it, the outer wall of the Primordial Divine Mountain—vast beyond compare, like an entire gigantic piece of divine metal, with countless Law Rune Chains flowing across it—began to brighten explosively.
Imagine an ordinary person slashing someone with a blade. If that blade suddenly became forty meters thick, could he still carry it?
Finally, without a sound, killing and suppressive power hundreds of times greater than the total strength of the Law Phantoms began to leak out.
This overpressurized bomb exploded!
That power continued to solidify, far exceeding its theoretical limit. Although it lacked the support of True Immortal Dao laws and was inferior in quality, its quantity vastly surpassed dozens of times the total energy possessed by the two Law Phantoms when they had been True Immortals.
This incomprehensibly massive torrent of energy erupted wildly.
Even though the power had originally flowed from the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird phantoms, when it became too immense and flooded back through the array in reverse, it instantly inflated both of them like balloons before they exploded with a deafening blast!
Nearly boundless killing power crazily scoured the land phantom, which spanned several hundred light-years.
On the Immortal Ascension Road, where space was incomparably stable, black spatial-temporal cracks spread madly like a spiderweb.
Yet the sealing and suppressive power mixed into the killing power forcibly locked down space-time, preventing it from completely rupturing.
Under the clash of these two forces, which had originally worked in concert but now pulled and suppressed one another amid the chaos, a corner of the Immortal Ascension Road shattered open into an enormous abyss-like spatial-temporal rift.
Among the hundreds of Vermilion Bird and White Tiger Law Bucket blocks Fang Zheng had placed, dozens of Law Cubes were swept along with that corner of space-time, torn away like cloth, rushing into the black abyss like patterns on fabric.
Beyond the spatial-temporal rift lay a star-filled sky and a grand supercluster of galaxies.
The nearly inexhaustible killing and suppressive power, still pouring continuously and endlessly from the hundreds of Law Cubes, transformed into countless White Tiger and Vermilion Bird phantoms as large as trillions upon trillions of suns. Roaring, they plunged one after another into that vast starry world.
Once they fell into the starry sky, losing the mysterious Block Person as their original locked-on target as well as the injection of the false Divine Sense from the divine beast Law Phantoms, the innumerable White Tiger and Vermilion Bird phantoms formed from Rune Chains gradually began to collapse and disintegrate.
Just as when a whale falls, all things flourish.
As the vast mass of Rune Chains slowly broke apart, the foundational power that formed them was released once more.
Dense white, brilliant gold, and blood-red energy filled the starry sky, containing vast amounts of immortal spiritual energy and Immortal Substance.
It was almost as though the mana of a living True Immortal was being continuously extracted.
The continually dispersing power fell toward lower energy levels. The dense immortal mist distorted space-time, turning tens of millions of miles into a mere stone's throw, then scattered in discontinuous leaps, becoming golden and blood-red divine liquid spread across a radius of several hundred light-years, shining brilliantly like stars filling the heavens.
Within it, countless Dao law runes drifted up and down, containing immense vitality as well as killing power that had yet to dissipate.
Meanwhile, in every corner of that distant starry sky,
Within ancient life-forbidden lands, where beings from the Mythic Era onward—after the Immortal Ascension Road had broken—had cut themselves down in pursuit of immortality, sealing and suppressing their own life potential before sinking into hibernation-like slumber, streams of Divine Sense carrying heaven-shattering, world-destroying pressure awakened one after another. They watched the inexplicable aura that had suddenly appeared in the starry sky with uncertainty.
In the Big Dipper Star Domain, within the abyss known as the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, a figure covered in golden fur and bound by chains slowly opened his eyes and let out a roar.
Also in the Big Dipper Star Domain, within the Buddhist lands of the great desert covered in yellow sand, bursts of Buddhist chanting faintly drifted from the desolate, deathly silent sands. A phantom formed from faint golden light emerged from the faith of countless Buddhist believers and gazed at the phenomenon in the starry sky.
Still in the Big Dipper Star Domain, beneath a mountain range formed of strange purple rocks, the toll of a bell slowly rang out.
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