Are You Trying to Ascend to Heaven?

Old Mystic's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

"Apocalypse?"

He instinctively glanced up at the sky. He saw nothing, but that hair-raising feeling made his entire body go taut.

"That iron lump of yours—what exactly is its origin? Don't tell me you picked it up from some ancient ruins."

Zhou Xuan did not answer that.

Old Mystic had not been dealing with him for just a day or two. When his probing got no response, he did not get annoyed either. He merely rolled up the sleeves of his Bagua Daoist Robe, leaned closer, and lowered his voice.

"You say you'll use Apocalypse and Vow Power to blast the World Barrier. I can more or less understand that. But I want to know—what exactly are you relying on to precisely locate the weak points in the World Barrier?"

"That thing isn't static. The World Barrier's nodes shift once every few hours. Even if you calculate the coordinates, by the time the Vow Power is fully charged, the node will have long since run off."

Zhou Xuan lifted his teacup and took a sip. The tea had gone completely cold.

"That's why I had to come back."

"Just having the Northern Lands smash at the World Barrier from one side won't work. Both sides have to move at the same time, and the precision has to be pressed down to within a hair's breadth."

"Apocalypse's Scanning Module can track the shifting trajectory of the World Barrier's nodes in real time and calculate the coordinates of the next stop in advance."

Old Mystic digested those words for a moment, the wrinkles on his face twisting into a knot.

"Even if the positioning is solved, what about the power? You said it yourself just now: the power of the Spirit Transformation stage