In the middle of the night, Spirit City was immersed in the thick ink-like darkness, and only the halo of Soul Guidance Lamp along the street cast a dim circle on the stone road.
Tang San walked slowly against the shadow of the alley wall, his black robe blended into the night, and even his steps were as light as a fallen leaf.
During the day, he had thoroughly explored the defenses of most of the streets and alleys in the south of the city. What he wanted to explore tonight were the nodes closest to the ground.
The fingertips slowly moved down against the cold wall, and a very thin wisp of Asura God consciousness seeped into the ground along the cracks in the bricks.
The black gas deep in the rock formations is like a dormant poisonous snake, flowing slowly along the direction of the veins, with its concentration becoming stronger and weaker.
Pope's Palace direction is a ball of ink that cannot be broken open, constantly breathing out evil breath,
Tranquil Mind Hall The black air below is second, entangled in the rock formations at the base of the temple, like a fine net,
It not only imprisons the people in the palace, but also warms the cracks in the earth's veins with the breath of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Tang San frowned slightly.
Bibi Dong is very good at calculating.
Imprisoning Xiao Wu is not only the bait to catch him, but also the medicine that nourishes the true nature of Rakshasa.
He followed the direction of the earth veins all the way to the west, and his spiritual consciousness continued to probe downwards, comparing the thickness of each rock layer and the flow rate of the black gas.
It is not difficult to hit the earth veins forcefully, but the difficulty is to hit it at the weakest node, which can disrupt the entire city's defenses and prevent the black energy from rushing out on a large scale and harming civilians.
Two years ago, he only focused on rescuing people and went on a rampage, causing harm to many innocent people.
This time, he had to use the force to the smallest detail.
When he reached the corner of the Tranquil Mind Hall back street, he paused.
Within the courtyard wall, the pink Soul Power aura was clearer than before, slowly leaking out along the cracks of the ban, with a steady rhythm.
It's like deliberately running Soul Power to polish the forbidden texture.
Tang San stood in the shadow, raising his fingertips slightly, then slowly lowering them.
There was no summons and no rash approach.
He knew that she could sense his breath, just as he could sense her stability.
The two of them were separated by a palace wall and two levels of restrictions. They didn't say a word, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding. He was looking for a way to break the situation, and she was waiting for the most suitable opportunity.
Xiao Wu in the hall is sitting cross-legged on the futon with his eyes slightly closed.
The pink soft bone Soul Power condensed into a very thin strand at the fingertips, traveling repeatedly along the lines of the inner wall of the restriction.
Over the past two years, she has already figured out the rules of operation of this restriction. It is not invulnerable. It just requires a moment of external interference for her to tear open the gap from the inside.
When the familiar dark red breath passed by just now, the Soul Power on her fingertips trembled imperceptibly.
It's very light, very stable, and deeply hidden. It doesn't have half of the anxiety and wildness of two years ago.
She knew he was back.
There was no surprise or urgency, just the heart that had been hanging around for two years quietly fell to the ground.
She continued to push Soul Power to polish the connection point of the restriction, and her movements were a bit more stable than before.
He will find the right time and she will be prepared.
Tang San stood at the entrance of the alley for a moment, then turned around and continued walking south.
Tranquil Mind Hall's restriction was stronger than he expected. A strong attack from the outside would definitely alarm Bibi Dong.
The best way is to start with the earth's veins. Once the earth's veins are disrupted, the foundation of the restriction will be shaken. Only then can we use both internal and external forces to break the restriction and save people as quickly as possible.
After exploring three more nodes, he finally stopped at an abandoned well in the south of the city.
Exploring with his spiritual sense, he found that the rock formations here are the thinnest and the branches of the earth veins are the thinnest, but the flow rate of the black air is not slow.
If the hammer hits it, the shock will spread throughout the city along the earth's veins, enough to make Bibi Dong mistakenly think that the cracks in the earth's veins are expanding, and he is forced to suppress the source himself.
However, because the branches are thin, the leakage of black gas is limited and will not cause large-scale pollution.
It is the most perfect breakthrough point.
He squatted down, touched the cold stone on the edge of the well with his fingertips, and quietly buried a wisp of Asura breath into the rock formation.
There is no need to rush to detonate it, let it slowly penetrate along the earth veins first, wait for the moment when the earth vein tide is weakest three days later at midnight, and then use this breath to trigger a full blow.
That was also the time when guards changed most frequently, and the city's defenses were the loosest.
After doing all this, he got up and turned back along the original road.
When passing by the street intersection, a patrol team Soul Master happened to come towards me.
The leader, Soul Emperor Soul Power, stood outside and scanned the streets on both sides vigilantly.
Tang San's body swayed, and he leaned into the shadow next to him. Divine Slaughter's Domain was so restrained that he even breathed the lightest breath.
The patrol walked past in an orderly manner, and no one noticed that there was a person hiding a few steps away.
After the footsteps faded away, Tang San walked out of the shadows and went straight back to the abandoned house.
The moment the courtyard door closed, he slowly let out a breath.
After two days of exploration, all the information on defenses, restrictions, and earth lines was put together into a complete map in my mind. Every flaw and every opportunity was clearly calculated.
He walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, and Clear Sky Hammer appeared silently in his palm.
The body of the hammer is dark and lacks any luster. Only when you get closer can you see the dark red lines flowing on the surface of the hammer, like lines of solidified blood.
After two years of polishing, this hammer has been completely integrated with its Asura origin, allowing it to be retracted or released at will.
The fingertips stroked the hammer body, and the dark red light lit up slightly, then dimmed quickly.
Wait another three days.
After three days, the chess game will begin.
On the top of the mountain thirty miles west of the city, the night wind was strong.
Chen Jieqi The holy light condensed slightly at the fingertips, and several white-gold light threads silently entangled several black shadows at the foot of the mountain.
It was a group of Evil Soul Master, five people in total, who were rushing over. They were planning to take advantage of the darkness to explore the nearby villages. Looking at the route, they wanted to bypass the seals he had set and go to the villages to capture people for sacrifice.
The moment the light thread tightened, the five people were purified into flying ash without even letting out a scream.
There was no blood, no movement, as if nothing had happened.
Chen Jieqi took back his hand, his expression calm.
In the past two years, he has seen too many Evil Soul Masters like this, who thrived on the black energy of the earth's veins and practiced by devouring civilians and low-level Soul Masters.
Even if a large crack is sealed, there will always be a small group of remnants that will take advantage of the gap. It cannot be completely cleared, so it can only be guarded.
He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Spirit City.
The dark red aura in the city has been moving, stopping and moving, apparently exploring the defenses and earth veins.
It's very stable and heavy, and there's no hint of rashness.
This is a good thing.
The more stable the other party is, the smaller the scope of the disturbance will be, and he doesn't have to worry too much about the large-scale leakage of black energy.
Just as I was thinking about it, my eyebrows Heart of the Naaru felt slightly hot.
Deep in the earth's veins, a very fine dark red aura was quietly buried into the rock formations south of the city, like a seed, waiting to take root and sprout.
Chen Jieqi's eyes moved slightly.
It's time to take action.
He did not intervene, but raised his hand to add a few more sacred patterns on the sealing formation on the top of the mountain.
If the earth's veins are really shaking, this seal can block one more layer and prevent the black energy from spreading to Western Territory.
After doing this, he sat down cross-legged again, with his palms touching the ground.
The holy light slowly spreads along the rock formations, like a fine sensory network, covering dozens of miles around.
Once there is a large-scale overflow of black energy in the city, he will be able to detect it immediately.
He does not interfere in other people's grudges and only protects his own territory.
The night wind blew up the mountain mist, and the white clothes were looming in the mist.
It was very quiet on the top of the mountain, with only the gentle sound of the wind passing through the cracks in the rocks.
He just sat like this, like a silent boundary monument, guarding the border of Western Territory, waiting for the roar that was destined to sound in the city.
In the deepest part of the Pope's Palace, the candlelight flickers.
Bibi Dong is sitting on the futon, surrounded by the lavender Rakshasa black energy. She is refining the origin of the earth veins and advancing to the last few levels of the divine test.
Suddenly, she raised her eyes slightly and looked towards the south of the city.
At that moment, there seemed to be a very subtle fluctuation in the earth's veins, very light, like a stone dropped into a deep pool, fleeting.
Her fingertips were slightly condensed, and a spiritual thought swept along the earth's veins.
The rock formations are stable, the black gas flows as normal, and there is nothing abnormal.
Is it an illusion? Or... someone is testing?
Bibi Dong thought for a moment, then raised his hand to summon the guards outside the palace.
"Here's the order. From now on, the guards in the south of the city will be doubled, and the night patrols will be increased by two hours.
Around the Tranquil Mind Hall, two more restrictions will be imposed."
The guards were ordered to retreat, and silence returned to the palace.
Bibi Dong closed his eyes again, and black energy enveloped his whole body again.
No matter whether Tang San is back or not, it's never wrong to tighten the defense line. A trapped rabbit can always catch her prey.
She's not in a hurry.
Rakshasa God Trial is about to succeed. When she completely takes over the throne of God, all the clowns will only be sacrifices on her way to becoming a god.
The candlelight flickered, making the side of her face look as cold as ice.
The defense of the entire Spirit City was quietly tightened.
Like a slowly closing net, waiting for prey to crash in.
The people outside the network are holding hammers and counting the time quietly.
Three days later at midnight.
When the tide rises, it is the day the situation breaks.