In the face of absolute speed and spatial folding, there was no longer any meaning in stopping him.
This group of old fellas was unwilling to release their truly powerful powers. If they were to join forces, it was unlikely that Jon would have the chance to do anything.
But fortunately, Jon did not face such a situation.
He merely shook his wings.
In that instant, space seemed to have lost its meaning. Jon's spirit seemed to have fallen into a deep pool, watching as countless strange and dreamy colors flashed past before his eyes.
This feeling reminded him of the time when he had almost died and was dragged back from the world of the Grim Reaper by Helga.
Back then, he had seen the quietest scene in the deep blue sea. It was a beauty that was deep and hard to control one's heartbeat.
But now, he was looking at another strange scene. He had seen the deepest secrets of the magic world. He had also seen the destruction and birth of gods. But this time, it was the power of spacetime.
In fact, this was the first time Jon had tried this method. Although he had previously made use of this characteristic to conceal himself, concealment and true transmigration were two different concepts.
In that instant, it was as if he had transmigrated for a very, very long time. It was as if he had transmigrated for tens of millions of years. In this ancient time, it was as if even death was meaningless. However, the time was very short. In just a short instant, he had already arrived before the windmill.
Unfortunately, he had arrived at a bad time. The windmill was in the midst of a power confrontation with the White Jade Capital. His sudden appearance caused a change that was not good compared to the previous situation.
It was as if a very large basin of water had suddenly been thrown into a high-temperature furnace, causing a huge steam explosion. The windmill carried the power of the magic net and collided with the power of the White Jade Capital, creating an intense impact that engulfed Jon.
As for the others … Not a single one of them stepped forward to help. They all stood by and watched, retreating a lot.
In that instant, an irresistible mighty force gushed toward Jon like a landslide or a tsunami.
However, Jon was completely fine.
It was because at the instant that power gushed over, he had already hidden in an even smaller place. There had to be a channel for a massive power to flow through. This was like how water would always flow to a wider area and not choose to enter a gap.
The only problem was that the closer Jon got to the windmill, the greater the obstruction he encountered. Jon could not find a suitable gap to move forward.
He could only keep jumping between the gaps around him because those gaps created by collisions would disappear.
He needed to jump to another gap before the gap disappeared to ensure that he would not be injured by the impact.
Of course, during this process, Jon became more and more proficient in controlling this ability.
"This can't go on."
At the edge of the outside world.
The Zhu Family's old ancestor and Zhusha's mother were already standing guard in front of Zhusha. Along with Grindelwald and Dumbledore, they were protecting the sleeping Zhusha while the others were looking at Jon.
"If we let him continue like this," the old lady said, "he'll be able to get close to the windmill sooner or later. At that time … his power won't be weak. The Mystic Bird's power has been gone for too long. We don't know how far this power can be unleashed."
"That's right." The rest of the elders agreed. "We can't go on like this … Why don't we …"
There were some things that did not need to be said, and there was no need to understand these things.
They had the White Jade Capital and its power. If this power was transferred to the real world, they could use this power to deal with Jon. As for the windmill, this thing's power did not have any offensive properties. It focused on balance and not initiating a war.
Of course, the word "balance" also depended on how one understood it.
However, at least for now, the windmill and the magic net were not important.
Thus, the situation changed.
Jon's power was not very strong. The key to his victory was his use of space-time and magic. This use was based on perspective. However, there were also people in the White Jade Capital who could use this perspective.
Or rather, spiritual imprints.
Under the influence of an Eastern Legend, the power of the city started to converge and shift. Suddenly, there was the sound of thunder and lightning in the sky, and they started to investigate Jon's existence. Then, the man holding the jade tablet was the first to detect Jon's position in the energy gap. He raised his hand, and a green light flowed on the jade tablet. He threw it violently above the magic vibration. Immediately after, Jon heard a roar that sounded like the movement of the earth's crust.
Everything collapsed and the order was mixed up.
The exploding laws of nature set off invisible shockwaves in the deep blue sea. Waves rose and fell in the sea. Wherever the ripples passed, everything was shaken into powder.
In particular, as the countless ripples resonated with each other, the laws of nature connected with each other and shrouded Jon.
Jon had no choice but to distort a temporary space gap in the material world. However, it also started to shake under this terrifying turbulence. Strangely, not only did the magic net not help, it even started to seal this space where the energy was violently circulating, but it did not affect the outside world at all.
It was as if Jon had become a warrior in the ancient Roman Colosseum facing the strange White Jade Capital. Then, those old fellows who controlled the White Jade Capital were there to watch the show. Even Grindvall and Dumbledore were quietly watching him make a fool of himself in a hidden corner.
A bunch of black-hearted old fellows.
Within the seal.
Under the control of that kind of power, all the power was better concentrated. Under the bombardment of the White Jade Jing, the space collapsed, and the space gap that Chown had created was instantly blocked. The destructive power followed closely behind, tracing back to where it came from.
That bastard was trying to kill him!
Jon turned his hand and opened a new hole for himself to pass through. However, this was not the end. After the thunderbolt descended, the emperor in the yellow robe also casually threw out a sword light. However, the sword aura had no eyes. It circled Jon for a long time but could not do anything. It was as if it was looking through frosted glass, unable to do anything.
"This is … a qualitative change of nothingness? No … "
In the illusion of the White Jade Capital, the emperor in the yellow robe looked at this scene and frowned.
"Since tangible objects are useless, why don't I try?"
The beautiful woman in the palace dress flew over from behind. She held a pipa in her hands and played it with her fingers.
The white jade pipa with a phoenix neck played between the elements. The barrier of space was useless. In the blink of an eye, Jon felt restless, as if ghosts were born in his heart.
Amidst the sound of the pipa, the rules changed, and the thunderbolt of the sword aura was gently withdrawn. The manifestation of all beings took the initiative and quietly implanted itself into Jon's body. If not for the fact that the Mystic Bird's bloodline was best at transformation, Jon would have suffered a loss immediately.
These people had too many tricks up their sleeves. It was annoying for no reason.
However, Jon was not easy to deal with. When it came to fighting, who could be more proficient than him?
Not to mention other things, these people in the White Jade Capital had been immersed in the rules for many years. However, in terms of changes in their methods, they were most likely not comparable to Jon, who had many tricks up his sleeves.
He snorted coldly and sketched out the sound of the violin with one hand. He used the power of a marionette to resist Yang Yuhuan's heavenly pipa sound and the manifestation of all beings from the White Jade Capital. He raised his other hand and flicked his fingers repeatedly, activating the rule totem represented by the Mystic Bird. Nothingness chirps sounded from the void. Endless changes unfolded in front of Jon, showing him the way to leave.
It was a great prophecy technique that did not consume much energy.
However, the power of the White Jade Capital was not to be underestimated. The sound of the zither was pervasive, sweeping out with a grand aura. In the blink of an eye, it had flowed into the deep sea and moved about in the elemental world. It locked onto Jon, who was constantly hiding in spatial cracks, and forced him into a fluster.
However, that was all there was to it.
Jon quickly found a way. Under his guidance, the sound of the zither faintly created a spiral passageway around him. The power was thrown to the magic net to bear.
In an instant, the projection rumbled, and the magic net was activated.
Both parties had suffered a loss. Furthermore, Jon's strange abilities had been seen through by others.
In the vast East, there was never a lack of talents and experts.
"Spacetime jump … Elemental dimension distortion … Magic power characteristics folding … Absolute accuracy …"
Double pupils appeared in the eyes of the head of the Zhangsun clan. He looked in Jon's direction and muttered to himself, "To be able to do this … Could it be that this descendant of the Mystic Bird is a special species created in ancient times?"
"Can you stop farting? I'm a proper human. "
Jon's voice was transmitted through the seal, directly rebuking the head of the Zhangsun clan.
However, this also meant that he was still able to do this with ease.
However, the one who reacted was not the head of the Zhangsun clan.
Instead, it was the ancient will in the White Jade Capital.
In an instant, in the projection of the White Jade Capital, countless energies changed, and the rules shifted. Countless powers started to descend in this place, faintly locking onto Jon's location, preparing to kill him in one strike.
In reality, there was no need to go to this step. However, there was nothing much to say now.
However, at this moment, another unforeseen event occurred.
A hidden brilliance was suddenly ejected from the void by the magic net, and the shadow of a dragon appeared in the space. Clearly, this person was planning to make the first move to gain the upper hand.
"Zhao Baizhao! You little brat! "
The dragon-shaped shadow retracted and condensed into a human figure in front of everyone. This was one of the youths who had participated in the previous battle. However, he did not make a move at that time. Now, he wanted to take advantage of the situation.
He was clearly not the only one who was taking advantage of the situation.
Therefore, the people who were implicated by him could not help but curse.
At this moment, Jon spoke again.
"I have an idea. Since everyone can't accept that this thing is controlled by a single clan, why don't we just break it? In any case, this thing will be effective within a certain range. You don't have to worry about any problems. If it really doesn't work, we can just close it again."
It was obvious that Jon would not have come up with such a lousy idea usually. However, in this situation, it was not a solution to be in a stalemate. That group of old things could not wait to swallow him alive, and there were still people outside who were taking advantage of the situation. No matter how he thought about it, he should not let others take advantage of this.
It had to be said that this idea came to Jon when he was in a crisis, and it was indeed very useful.
After he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and entered the distorted space-time. His wings flapped crazily, and he evaded the attacks of the White Jade Capital and the aftermath of the collisions.
In an instant, the various Patriarchs and Jon, who followed closely behind, had already placed their palms on the edge of the enlarged wind wheel.
There was no need to look at each other or exchange opinions.
In the next instant, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Li Family Patriarch.
In the White Jade Capital, the old Emperor received the signal. A sword light flashed, as if it was going to cut the world apart, destroy the sun, moon, and stars. It was as if it was going to destroy everything and illuminate the path of the future. It slid down from the White Jade Capital.
Imperial Secret Technique: Heaven's Bane Sword Movement.
Boom!
An ear-piercing sound burst out from the center of the wind wheel. Then, it swept upwards. The Weave connected with the deep blue sea, setting off a rumble that sounded like the collapse of the world.
In a breath, the sky changed from day to night. The blue sea boiled, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of miles were sealed in ice.
Jixia's barrier vibrated. The Wizard outside trembled in fear, as if he was about to die.
In the barrier, the air was no longer formless. It was like a sandstorm. Magic power surged like yellow sand and rubbed against each other. Spatial cracks could be seen everywhere.
The majestic power finally lost its balance as the core of the Weave broke. In that instant, a terrifying chain reaction occurred in the deep blue sea, but it was immediately suppressed.
The World Will had come and sealed this place, but it did not help to suppress it.
The entire space was filled with shrill sounds that sounded like the shattering of the world.
The portion in Jon's hand was prepared for Zhu Sha. Because of this, no one in the Zhu Family dared to fight for it. The portion in Jon's hand was also a portion that was compatible with Zhu Sha's physique.
There were many restrictions on the Weave. Each family took a part that was related to their own family. Only Jon took something that belonged to Zhu Sha.
But it was not a big problem.
At most, they could change the mainstream of the family. Jon did not care about this.
The fragments in his hand were shadowy like illusions. This was an effect that could only be achieved by the intersection and overlapping of light and shadow.
It was bizarre and variegated.
The battle was finally over.
But the aftermath did not dissipate.
As the core of the Weave collapsed, a large number of Rule Fragments began to flow into the surroundings, floating in the river like duckweed.
Those people, Jixia's barrier, and even the White Jade Capital had a share of it.
The Zhu family was even funnier. Someone burped, and the sound rang in everyone's ears.
"Wait …"
Yang Yuhuan's will was the most sensitive. She cast her gaze on the White Jade Capital. Time and space were in such chaos. Who could make their voice heard in such a situation?
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