The meteorite that was thrown back hit the depths of the crack in the sky, exploding into a ball of dazzling platinum fire, and the phantom on the edge of the crack was distorted.
But the crack in the sky did not close, but instead tore it even wider.
Immediately afterwards, a deep horn sound came from the depths of the sky, as if thousands of horns were blowing at the same time, making the roof tiles of Prison Suppressor Capital buzz and tremble.
Old Yan covered his ears and raised his head, his face turned pale.
"Master, this sound is wrong, they are not throwing Shitou!"
A large Platinum White sea of light emerged from the depths of the crack in the sky. The sea of light was filled with densely packed meteorites, more than ten times more than before. Each one was wrapped in Divine Fire, burning the sky into white.
"Dimensional Reduction Strike." Nian Nu'er narrowed her eyes, and Nine Nether Black Water spread out at her feet, "False Heaven has flattened the laws of this heaven and wants to crush everyone with it into dust."
Li Mingyue hugged Zhao Yan and retreated into the camp door. Spring Embroidered Saber was lying in front of him. The old Demon Suppression Division pattern on the blade was heated by the white light.
"Fang Mo is still up there!"
Fang Mo is indeed still up there.
He is surrounded by Divine Fire Meteorite.
Hundreds of meteorites hit from all directions, each one carrying the high temperature of the Burn-through Law. The dark gold light curtain Fang Mo opened was constantly dented by the impact, and the Prison Suppressor Patterns on the light curtain cracked and healed like a spider web.
"My Lord!" Nian Nu'er raised his hand, and Nine Nether Black Water turned into a long river and rushed into the sky.
"Don't move." Fang Mo's voice came from behind the curtain, as calmly as if he was saying that the weather is good today.
Nian Nu'er's hand stopped in mid-air, and Black Water hung above his head without falling.
Fang Mo stood at the highest point of the light screen, and the dark golden luster of [Immovable Wisdom King Body] had covered his whole body. Divine Fire Meteorite hit him, like a fist hitting an iron plate, splashing Heavenly Fire stars but unable to burn through his skin.
He lowered his head and glanced at Prison Suppressor Capital at his feet.
The people in the city had become a mess. Some people ran to the city gate, some went into the cellar, some squatted in the corner crying with their children in their arms, and some knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him in the sky.
Fang Mo looked away and spread his hands to both sides.
"Prison Suppression Domain, on."
Buzz!
The dark golden light curtain exploded from his palm, like a huge bowl upside down in the sky above Prison Suppressor Capital. The edge of the light curtain dropped to the ground, tightly covering the entire city.
Divine Fire Meteorite hit the light curtain and made a continuous roar, like ten thousand drums beating at the same time.
The people in the city were so shocked that their eardrums hurt, but not a single one of those meteorites fell in.
Old Yan stood in front of the camp gate, looking up for a long time, and the words went around three times before they came out.
"Master, are you holding the sky up by yourself?"
Iron Bull walked over with the hammer, glanced at the sky, and then at the dark golden skin on Old Yan's body.
"Hard."
Old Yan turned to look at him. "Do you think it is the young master who is stronger or your hammer?"
Iron Bull thought for a while. "Master."
Old Yan clicked his tongue but did not refute.
Deep in the crack of the sky, the sound of horns became louder and louder, and meteorites poured down like heavy rain, hitting the dark gold light curtain, pushing the light curtain lower and lower. Prison Suppressor Patterns flashed crazily on the light screen, like a bowstring stretched to its limit.
The Five Viscera Divine Treasures in Fang Mo's body was running at full strength. The law of [Rigid Marrow, Steadfast Mind] was pushed to the limit by him, and circles of cracks were created in the void under his feet.
"My Lord, the light curtain is shrinking." Nian Nu'er frowned as he watched the edge of the dark gold light curtain shrink inward little by little.
Of course Fang Mo knows.
The Dimensional Reduction Strike of False Heaven is not simply throwing Shitou, it is suppressing the weight of the laws of the entire sky, trying to crush Prison Suppressor Capital with the weight of the sky itself.
There are more and more cracks under Fang Mo's feet, and the dark gold light curtain is pressed closer and closer to the rooftops of the city. The people at the city gate can already feel the scorching temperature coming from above their heads.
"Lord Fang can't hold it anymore!" someone cried out.
"Run quickly!"
Old Yan was so anxious that he turned around in front of the camp gate, Boning Knife was clenched in his hands until his knuckles turned white.
"Master, why don't you let the old man go up and give him a head too!"
Nian Nu'er grabbed him by the back of his collar.
"You go up just to add firewood. Now the Lord has to use every part of his strength to hold up the curtain. When you go up, he has to focus on protecting you."
Old Yan stamped his feet anxiously. "Then we can't just let the young master carry it alone!"
Li Mingyue handed Zhao Yan to the jailer behind him, pulled out the broken Spring Embroidered Saber and walked towards the camp gate.
"Although I can't go up, I can do other things."
She turned to look at the people in the city who were still crying and Imperial Guards who was lying limp on the ground.
"Prison Suppressor Capital All Martial Artist obey!"
Her voice spread throughout the city along Prison Suppressor Patterns, carrying the majesty of Demon Suppression Division Battalion Commander who has been leading troops for many years.
"Everyone with True Qi, regardless of status or cultivation level, please put your hands on the ground!"
Someone in the street was stunned. "Why are you pressing the ground?"
Li Mingyue chopped the stone lion next to him with a knife, revealing the Prison Suppressor Patterns that lit up underneath.
"Pour your True Qi in! Prison Suppressor Patterns is connected to the light curtain of Lord Fang. Every trace of True Qi you pour in will become the power of the light curtain!"
The city was quiet for a moment.
Immediately, the first ones to react were the officials who had just been detained at the gate of Heavenly Prison. There was a white-haired old official who tremblingly pressed his hands on the ground. True Qi poured into the lines, and the dark gold light curtain flashed for a moment, and he lifted it up half an inch.
"It really works!"
"Quick! Press them all!"
Those who did not know martial arts among the common people were so anxious that they stamped their feet. Some people simply lay on the ground and used their body temperature to warm the lines. Although they could not give True Qi, they accepted all Prison Suppressor Patterns as ordered, and even their body temperature turned into weak light points and merged into the light curtain.
Someone in Imperial Guards was the first to put his hand on the ground, followed by the second, then the third, and the entire Long Street fell to their knees, and everyone's True Qi poured into Prison Suppressor Patterns like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
The dark golden light curtain suddenly bounced upward.
Fang Mo in the sky feels it.
The Prison Suppressor Patterns under his feet beat like blood vessels, and a steady stream of power surged up from the ground, poured into his Five Viscera Divine Treasures, and then turned into nutrients for the light curtain.
He lowered his head and glanced at the illuminated city below him.
People all over the city were kneeling on the ground, with countless hands pressing on Prison Suppressor Patterns. Dark golden light spots lit up from every street, every well, and every brick crack, forming a huge network to support the light curtain he had opened.
Fang Mo The corners of his mouth moved.
"It's interesting."
He stretched his hands outward again, and the dark gold light curtain suddenly expanded with the power of the whole city, pushing back all the Divine Fire Meteorite that were pressed down with a cry.
There was a muffled sound from deep in the sky, as if something had been exploded.
The meteor shower stopped.
The sky crack has not closed, but it is no longer pressing down. The platinum light sea is surging deep in the sky crack, as if brewing a bigger attack.
Fang Mo didn't wait for him to finish brewing.
He let go of one hand, God Slaying Saber took off the sheath, Pure Gold Karma Fire ignited along the blade, and Chaos Law gray lines crawled out from the inside of the blade.
"Since you won't come down, I'll build the tower right at your door."
Fang Mo The blade slashed down.
Fuck!
The God-killing Sword struck the ruins of the ancestral temple in the center of the Prison City. The ruins exploded and the black water of the Dragon Vein Underground River surged up. The prison lines in Fang Mo's palm poured into the black water and forcibly twisted the entire Dragon Vein into a pillar.
The Black Water pillar rises from the center of Ruins, carrying the residual energy of the dragon veins and Prison Suppressor Law, rushing towards the sky.
Old Yan's eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Master, are you using dragon veins as bricks to build a wall?"
Nian Nu'er laughed out loud.
"Dragon veins are the roots of the old dynasty. The Lord used the bones of the old dynasty to build the New Dynasty tower. This account is clear."
Iron Bull walked over with a hammer, looked at the Black Water pillar, stretched out his hand and knocked on the pillar.
"Hard."
Old Yan rolled his eyes. "Can you say anything else besides being tough?"
Iron Bull thought for a while. "Very high."
The Black Water pillar became thicker and solider under the shaping of Prison Suppressor Law, and dark Golden Patterns condensed on the surface, like a huge chain pillar, piercing the sky.
Fang Mo stands at the top of the pillar, God Slaying Saber lies in front of him, Pure Gold Karma Fire and Chaos Law are intertwined with gray patterns, burning the residual energy of the dragon veins at the top of the pillar into a pure law skeleton.
"Li Mingyue."
Li Mingyue looked up. "Here."
"How many resources have been obtained?"
Li Mingyue took out three Token from his sleeve, and the remaining white lines of Heavenly Law on the Token disappeared in a flash.
"Hundred officials confiscated 30,000 tons of spiritual minerals, 8,000 kilograms of sacred iron, and 12 boxes of formation materials from the old dynasty's secret treasury. The first batch of outstanding debts from the Three Seas has been transferred to the divine capital, and the sect's tribute book is still on the way."
Fang Mo nodded.
"Pour it all in."
Li Mingyue did not hesitate, three Token flew out of his hand, Prison Suppressor Patterns caught the Token, and spread the message throughout the city.
Mo Qianshan flew over from the direction of Dongshi carrying several large boxes. The boxes opened in mid-air, and Spirit Ore and Divine Iron poured down like a waterfall, hitting the Black Water pillar.
The clanking sound was deafening. Spirit Ore and Divine Iron collided with the pillar, and were forcibly melted by Prison Suppressor Law. They were wrapped layer by layer on the surface of the pillar, turning the originally rough Black Water pillar into a huge pillar with a dark golden luster.
Old Yan couldn't close his mouth.
"This, this is Heavenly Stairway?"
"It's not Heavenly Stairway." Nian Nu'er looked at the pillar that was getting taller and taller, eyes flashing, "It's Heaven-Piercing Tower."
Fang Mo stood on the top of the tower, and the dark gold pillar under his feet had passed through the dark gold light curtain and pierced straight into the crack in the sky.
The sea of platinum light deep in the sky was pierced by the pillar, making a sizzling sound. The laws of False Heaven and Prison Suppressor Law collided crazily at the crack, and sparks splashed on both sides like fireworks.
A suppressed roar came from the depths of the sky.
"Fang Mo, do you dare to build a tower to the sky with your mortal body?"
Fang Mo held God Slaying Saber, standing on the top of the tower and looking up into the depths of the sky.
"Not only do I dare to build, I also dare to climb up."
He stepped onto the top of the tower, and the dark gold pillars hummed under his weight. Prison Suppressor Patterns spread from the tower in all directions, as if a nail had been driven into the cracks in the sky.
The phantom at the edge of the sky began to crack. Nine Heavens and Ten Earths's fairy palace phantom was tilted by the pillars. Some fragments fell off from the void and turned into flowing fire and fell into the Mortal Realm.
Old Yan looked up from below, his neck almost broken.
"Master, are you really going to fight me?"
Li Mingyue held Spring Embroidered Saber tightly, looking at the Heaven-Piercing Tower that penetrated the sky, his chest heaved twice.
"He said that if they don't come down, he will go up."
Nian Nu'er stood beside her, Nine Nether Black Water spread out under her feet, and the pressure of Half-step Dharma Aspect began to spread outward.
"Director Li, the Lord is going up, so we can't stay idle."
Li Mingyue Look at her. "What are you going to do?"
Nian Nu'er raised his hand and pointed at the still surging sea of platinum light below the crack in the sky.
"My lord, open the way in front, and we'll guard the tower in the back."
She looked back at Old Yan and Iron Bull.
"Old Yan, your Undying Skin is just right to take the beating, guard First Layer."
Old Yan grinned. "I knew I couldn't get away with this job."
Nian Nu'er looked at Iron Bull again.
"Iron Bull, you guard Second Layer, and knock down whoever climbs up."
Iron Bull nodded. "Oh."
Nian Nu'er finally looked at Li Mingyue.
"Director Li, guard the base and manage the resources in the city. Everything must be poured into the tower and cannot be cut off."
Li Mingyue Hold the broken knife tightly. "I can hold it."
On Heaven-Piercing Tower, Fang Mo has taken three steps up the tower. With each step, the tower pushes deeper into the sky. Prison Suppressor Patterns grows like vines on the surface of the tower, tearing apart False Heaven's laws layer by layer.
Deep in the crack in the sky, the giant eye covering the sea of clouds opened again, and its pupils reflected the figure of Fang Mo getting closer and closer.
"Sinner Fang Mo, do you really want to step into Nine Heavens?"
Fang Mo was holding God Slaying Saber, Pure Gold Karma Fire burned like a flag on the blade, Chaos Law gray lines climbed up his arm along the blade, blending with the dark gold luster of [Immovable Wisdom King Body].
He looked up at the giant eye, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Nine Heavens?"
Fang Mo raised his foot and crushed the last layer of platinum rules on the edge of the sky, and God Slaying Saber pointed at the giant eye.
"I'm here to collect the house."