The test was over.
Yun Sheng reined in her aura and let out a long breath of stale air. She turned to look at the half-meter hole she had torn open.
An astonishing sight unfolded the next moment.
The dark-gold light along the edges of the hole did not dissipate. Instead, like a viscous liquid, it began visibly extending toward the center, weaving together.
"Rustle, rustle..."
A faint sound of surging energy accompanied it.
In less than ten seconds, the hole, large enough for a person to crawl through, closed completely. Dark-gold light rippled across it, and the dome returned to its flawless state, as though it had never been pierced.
Endlessly renewing itself, cycling without pause.
Chen Lin tossed the cigarette butt, which had burned down to his fingertips, onto the ground and crushed it beneath his toe.
He had already worked out an extremely precise conversion in his mind.
This national fortune barrier was completely immune to attacks at early foundation establishment. It could even withstand attacks at mid foundation establishment head-on.
Only someone at late foundation establishment could barely tear an opening in it. Moreover, it possessed an extraordinarily powerful self-repair ability.
Measured against the destructive power of modern technology, the comparison was clear.
An attack at the Qi Refining Stage was equivalent to a large-caliber heavy machine gun or a small explosive charge.
The destructive power of early foundation establishment matched that of a conventional anti-tank cannon.
A full-power strike at mid foundation establishment was already no weaker than a man-portable RPG, or even a small Hellfire air-to-ground rocket mounted on an Apache helicopter.
In other words, even if someone went mad and deployed an entire armored company to the Outskirts of Chen Family Village, bombarding the village with cannons and rocket launchers, this dark-gold shell