As the Snow Girl and the Dead Dog were resisting the forces from another universe on the other side of the sun, the fairy men on Mars were also resisting the Sword Formation of the solar system.
The atmosphere had been flattened to the point where it was only a few dozen centimeters away from the surface of the wasteland. Many places showed extremely strange landforms.
Only the tallest Mount Olympus, under the protection of the Formation of the Immortals, remained the same. However, looking around, one could no longer see the sky or other sceneries. It was as if one had come to the universe, and there was a sense of independence.
The violent energy waves from the sun penetrated the sun and the entire sword formation, and arrived here.
The immortals were shocked speechless, they wondered what was going on.
"Could it be … that the array is about to break?" Gu Zuo said in disbelief.
Such a drastic and sudden change was naturally caused by the Snow Girl who had left Mars.
Zhao Layue suddenly looked at Hua Xi and said, "So that thing is in the eye of the formation."
No one understood what she was talking about. Only Tong Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing a rare melancholy.
Hua Xi smiled and said, "Yes, I gave it to Shen Aoyama many years ago."
Even if they didn't know what she and Zhao Layue were talking about, they could vaguely feel that something was wrong.
Zhao Layue remained silent and thought, "So that's how it is."
The founder of Aoyama had spent more than a hundred years and countless resources to build this Solar System Sword Array, but it was not to imprison himself.
She looked into the universe and felt the layers of sword wills. It was as if she was looking at a huge spider web.
This Solar System Sword Formation wasn't a prison, but a net.
Waiting for all of them to walk right into the trap.
First of all, Tong Yan, Shen Yunmai and the ascendants they had brought with them from Chaotian.
Then it was Liu Shisui and Zeng Ju's turn.
Lastly, there were her, Jing Jiu, and Xue Gie.
The Grandmaster of Aoyama wanted to use this net to trap everyone and kill Snow Girl, so that he could grasp the sword that was Jing Jiu.
At that time, he would be able to sweep across the universe and continue to complete the unfinished work of that god.
What an amazing idea and an unimaginable ability to realize it.
It was indeed unimaginable.
Neither she nor Jing Jiu had expected that the girl would give that thing to the Grandmaster of Aoyama.
That thing could control the Snow Girl, and it was the most important thing for the human civilization.
Regardless of whether it was according to the thoughts of the gods or the rules of mechanical intelligence, the girl should keep this thing for herself and absolutely not give it to others.
It meant that her trust in the grandmasters of Green Mountain had reached an unimaginable level, even surpassing her reverence for god and the rules.
"As I said, we are true comrades-in-arms, just like you and Jing Jiu," Hua Xi said to her with a faint smile.
"Kill her," Hua Hua Hua said suddenly.
He said this very casually, but without any hesitation, as if he had made a decision without even thinking about it.
Zhao Layue didn't have any hesitation. She didn't think about why she wanted to kill Hua Xi; she just wanted to kill Hua Xi.
Her sword will was now deep in Hua Xi's brain. With just a thought, she could cut her life and thoughts into pieces. Even God couldn't save her.
Hua Xi spoke as fast as she could.
As a matter of fact, she had already started speaking before Jing Jiu could utter the first word of "kill" through his thin and ruthless lips.
By the time Jing Jiu had uttered the words "kill her", she had finished her sentence as well.
"The way to control things is on the Ancestral Star."
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"…"
Zhao Layue heard this and saw the expression in Jing Jiu's eyes. As such, Hua Xi didn't die, though her face turned a bit pale.
This was the third time in her long life that she had faced the threat of death after the warship in the Gray Passage by the railroad hundreds of thousands of years ago.
The immortals heard their conversation and understood something.
They knew that the Solar System Sword Array was a high level Mutual Concealment Array.
As long as the Array Eye existed, they would not be able to attack the array core.
Tong Yan and the others had finally found the center of the formation after spending so many days and using all the knowledge and wisdom they had learned.
It seemed that the Array Eye was hard to destroy, and the Snow Girl was in great danger.
What should they do next?
Should they count on Zhuo Rusui to kill the Great Grandmaster and destroy the array core?
It was better to count on the sun exploding in the next moment.
Zhuo Rusui had done enough, and he had reached the limit of his ability.
Some of them even felt despair in their hearts.
"What are you going to say?" Shen Yunmai suddenly asked Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu had said that he would broadcast the message to the whole solar system. It seemed that it had something to do with what would happen next.
The others looked at Jing Jiu, eager to know what he would say to the ancestral planet at such a critical moment.
In their eyes, Jing Jiu broadcast the message to the solar system to negotiate with the Great Grandmaster; otherwise, what else could he do?
Looking at the distant blue planet and the companion planet, Jing Jiu thought of something that had happened a long time ago. During the last fight between him and Bai Zhenren, the Dead Dog blocked the sun in the sky, making the whole world dark. After he came to this world, he learned that it was a solar eclipse, when the sun was blocked by the moon.
"It's the end. If you are here, you should strike now. Don't always be so clingy, "he said while looking in that direction.
The crowd felt surprised, thinking that it was obvious that he was not talking to the Great Grandmaster; who was he talking to then?
Shen Yunmai didn't think too much about it. He maneuvered the robot to bombard the ground.
The extremely hot fairy energy gushed into the defensive line, making the top of the mountain pale under the illumination. Then, the fairy energy poured into those magic treasures.
The violent wind whistled, and the earth quaked. A small opening appeared on the bubble-like barrier, from which countless fragmented light streams gushed out, heading to all parts of the universe.
"In order to transmit the message, we have used up seven percent of our energy, which means we will die … ten hours earlier."
Shen Yunmai continued while looking at Jing Jiu, "I hope it's worth it."
He was fully aware that whether it was worth it or not depended on whether the other party could hear what Jing Jiu had said.
The question was, who was that person?
Ceng Ju, Ensheng, and the others were still thinking about this question.
Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui didn't know either, but they guessed a possibility after hearing Jing Jiu's last sentence. They looked at Tong Yan reflexively.
Tong Yan was calm, as if he didn't know anything.
It was because he really knew nothing.
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The seawater kept lapping at the beach, rising and falling, completely ignoring the rules of heaven and earth.
Zhuo Rusui sat paralyzed on the sand, covered with blood, and his clothes were in tatters after being burned by the fairy fire.
His injuries were not light, but they were not so severe that he couldn't stand up. Yet, he refused to stand up, pretending to be a rascal.
The seawater flowed over his body and then retreated, taking away some beads of blood and leaving a thin layer of ice on the surface of the sea.
The drastic change of energy on the sun had also reached the ancestral planet, and it was clearer than that on Mars, so he could sense it more clearly.
"It turns out that everything was your scheme. You purposely destroyed those sand towers so that I could send the data to them, so that they could find the array core. If the Snow Girl arrived, she would naturally be the one to destroy the array core, but she didn't know that the array core hid a way for the gods to control her. "
Zhuo Rusui lowered his head and said, "No wonder you didn't care about the Snow Girl from the beginning."
The ancestral mountain of Aoyama rubbed his skinny legs and said, "I've said it before, you have thought for many years, but I have lived for many years, so of course I have thought more."
Zhuo Rusui raised his head, looked at him, and said sincerely, "You really are amazing."
Even though he was the founder of the Aoyama Sect, the chosen one of the gods, and the first human cultivator to ascend, he was still old.
Yet, it was this old man who had the entire universe in his hands.
Another wave of energy came from the depths of the sword array, which was somewhere in the solar system.
The wave was not strong, but it had the characteristic of materializing nothingness. It fell on the edge of the atmosphere of the ancestral planet, as if a hand had patted it lightly.
The atmosphere was slightly deformed after being patted, and a gust of wind arose. A vague voice could be heard in the wind.
"… Finally … you … attacked …"
Zhuo Rusui recognized the voice as Jing Jiu's; he couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised, but he was at a loss the next moment, wondering who he was talking to.
He was probably talking to me, right? Did he want him to attack the Grandmaster?
Jing Jiu spread his hands and said to the atmosphere, "I did, but I couldn't defeat him …"
Even though he was severely wounded, he was still confident and even a little narcissistic.
Judging from this, he was indeed similar to Shen Yunmai. Could it be related to the Grandmaster's desire for him to inherit the Aoyama Sect?
The Grandmaster of Aoyama knew that Jing Jiu's words were not meant for Zhuo Rusui.
Then, who was he talking to?
All of a sudden, he realized that he had forgotten the existence of a person.
Many people had forgotten about that person.
That person seemed to be good at being forgotten by others and the world.
No one had ever found him, be it when he was in Chaotian or after he ascended to this world.
Was this a magic method or a talent?
That person was of course not the Broadsword King Cao Yuan, who had followed the Joyous Monk to the deep part of the universe and deliberately stayed out of the affair.
During the battle in the galaxy beyond the fog, that person had traveled across the milky way stealthily at the request of Jing Jiu and came to the ancestral planet in an attempt to sneak-attack and kill the Grandmaster, but he failed.
The flames on the sun caused by the sound of the bell couldn't swallow the battleship, but the Grandmaster couldn't capture him either. Even the defense system of the galaxy couldn't detect any trace of him.
Both the Grandmaster and the young priest thought that he had used the Escape Method of Heaven and Earth to leave the solar system and flee to a desolate area in the universe.
Did he not leave the solar system at all? Had he been hiding in the solar system for more than two years?
He might have hidden in the deep part of the Grand Canyon on Mars or the center of the atmospheric whirlpool on Jupiter to avoid being detected by the spiritual awareness of the Grandmaster. However, now that the entire sun had become a sword formation, where could he hide?
The line of sight of the Grandmaster of Aoyama came back from the deep part of the universe and fell on the surface of the ocean.
The bloody moon looked very large against the dark night sky.
He remarked sentimentally, "The Center Sect is indeed worthy of its name."
Zhuo Rusui realized what had happened as well, exclaiming in surprise, "It's impossible!"
He had been on the ancestral planet for more than a year, and had read many books, articles, poems, and songs of the human civilization during his childhood, and had seen the moon many times.
The moon waxed and waned sometimes.
But it had always been in the night sky. It was there even on days he couldn't see it.
He raised his cup to invite the bright moon, and there were three people in the shadow.
Was it possible that there had always been three people besides him and the Grandmaster?
The bell suddenly rang in the night sky.
The sound of the bell was exceedingly melodious and deep.
It came from the moon.
The melodious sound of the bell passed through the atmosphere and brought up a great deal of strong wind. The strong wind landed on the surface of the ocean and created many violent waves.
The snowflakes dashed toward the beach, but they encountered an invisible barrier and couldn't land on the island.
The howling wind passed through the cliffs of the island, becoming even sharper and more ear-piercing, almost drowning out the sound of the bell.
All of a sudden, the sound of the bell became extremely heavy and intense!
It was not the sound of war drums, nor was it the sound of gongs. It was the sound of destruction and death.
The bloody moon hovering above the ocean was faintly discernible amidst the huge waves.
Zhuo Rusui turned to look at that direction, his face pale as he suddenly gasped in shock.
The face of the moon changed!
A clear crack had appeared in the middle of the dark and bright area!
A crack that could be seen with the naked eye must be extremely wide and long!
Even more horrifying, the crack was still expanding as the sound of the bell grew louder and louder!
Every change would affect each other.
As the bell rang, the moon split open.
As the moon split open, the sound of the bell also became unpleasant to hear.
It was as if a human's voice had become hoarse.
Not long after.
An extremely heavy and unpleasant cracking sound came from the night sky.
It was as if an ancient bell had been broken by a great force.
Countless plumes of dust shot out from the crack on the moon's surface!
The moon was really going to break!
The horrible and unpleasant sound of the bell reverberated in the atmosphere of the Ancestral Planet, spreading in all directions.
The atmosphere was compressed to the extreme and became strangely quiet, as if it was frozen. There was no sound of wind at all.
The huge waves that rose into the sky were also pushed back into the ocean by the invisible force, causing a few ripples before dissipating, but the remaining force continued to push deeper into the ocean.
In a short period of time, there were countless earthquakes on the Ancestral Planet, and countless ancient ruins that were excavated were destroyed.
The formation that enveloped the island was broken, the seawater on the beach quickly retreated, and the fishing rods at the edge of the pool were all broken.
Zhuo Rusui grunted as his body was pressed into the beach. Blood started to flow out of his body again, and then he started to burn.
The Ancestral Master sat in his wheelchair, looking at the moon that was splitting open in the night sky. His eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.
When the bell rang, his body swayed a little.
The formation on the island was also crushed, and the seawater that fell from the cliff was crushed into the finest water powder by the bell, and when it landed on the jade-like stone wall, it stopped flowing.
The bell continued to carry an invisible force downwards, into the ocean, and into the bottom of the sea, flipping over the stone floor and flattening it.
Countless seawater plants swayed, and then died.
The seawater continued to flow into the space at the bottom of the sea, and directly drowned and destroyed the final formation, rushing forward like a flood.
Many of the black obelisks fell into the seawater, and some even broke in half.
Blue electric arcs flashed from time to time, and there were even signs of ionization in the core of the formation.
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Compared to the situation on the Ancestral Planet, the situation on the moon was obviously much worse, because it had been destroyed.
About a third of the surface of the moon had collapsed into the sky.
The rocks, which had been inconspicuous for countless years, were illuminated by the distant sunlight in the dark universe, emitting bright rays of light. They looked like pieces of broken jade.
The interior of the moon, which was covered by the rocks, was exposed for the first time. The interior of the moon had a complicated structure, similar to that of the Stargate Base. As Zhuo Rusui thought in astonishment, the interior of the moon was actually empty …
A small speck appeared amid the broken jade-like rocks all over the sky.
Drifting among the broken pieces of the moon, the Immortal Tan looked down at the Ancestral Planet.
He held a small bell in his right hand, the rim of which was broken.
He looked even worse than the bell, covered with dirt from head to toe. He looked a bit haggard, but his forehead was as broad as before, full of wisdom and perseverance.
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