After saying this, Happy Monk closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The space crack was deep in the planet, surrounded by high-temperature molten rocks. Some metal layers could already be seen clearly, but they were blocked by the distorted space and could not fall, just like a cliff.
As he breathed, the high-temperature molten rocks broke through the obstruction of space and turned into countless streams of red lava, rushing towards him. Soon, they merged together and turned into a giant dragon made of magma.
The giant dragon kept flying and twisting behind him, emitting unimaginable light and heat, like some kind of picture in a Buddhist diagram.
Happy Monk opened his eyes and looked at the One of Darkness in front of him in Silence. His eyes were warm and even enthusiastic, but so calm.
The One of Darkness was emotionless and senseless. It did not care what this human was going to do, or even think about what this human was going to do. It just continued to squeeze towards the space crack in silence. The burning planet was full of the sound of space compression and friction. When mixed together, it sounded like a building about to collapse, like a battleship about to collapse, and also like the legendary roar of a dragon.
The Grand Nirvana tilted slightly.
The young monk's body leaned forward slightly, as if he was a Buddha who was about to receive the flowers of his believers.
With a light slap, his white jade-like palm passed through the seemingly substantial pressure and landed on the surface of the nest.
Compared with the huge body of the nest, his body seemed very small, not to mention that a light slap of his palm could do nothing.
The golden dragon made of countless metals and magma suddenly stopped in the space behind him. Then, it let out a low and angry roar and rushed towards the spatial crack along with his palm. In an instant, it heavily crashed into the surface of the mother nest's body!
Boom! Boom! It was unclear whether it was the roar of the dragon or the roar of thunder, but the unimaginable huge impact resounded throughout the entire planet.
The golden dragon smashed into the broodmother's body and instantly shattered. Countless streams of molten metal shot into space and fused into the dragon's tail in an endless stream.
The whole planet seemed to be trembling, and the ocean of magma burst into an unimaginable tide, constantly rushing towards the space crack.
In the deepest part of such a violent ocean of energy, in the darkness covered by light and magma.
Happy Monk leaned forward and pressed his palm on the nest. His eyes were calm, and his eyelashes shone with golden light.
What he used was the purest Buddhist magical power, the most sacred golden body, and the original power of this world. Of course, it also consumed a lot of energy. In just a dozen or so breaths, his cheeks had become thinner. His eyes were still clear, but there were a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, as if he was growing old.
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It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the realm and divine abilities that the young monk was displaying were already at the peak of humanity.
If this huge broodmother had consciousness, it would have sensed danger and chosen to leave temporarily. Regrettably, those in the dark could see everything in the light, but they did not have any greedy or fearful thoughts. Back then, Jing Jiu did not take this into account and was almost killed by the other party's self-detonation. At that time, Jing Jiu did not know what was going on in this world, but Happy Monk naturally knew and understood that this person in the dark would not retreat and would eventually choose something.
Nothing unexpected happened, as if it was destined that the person in the dark would choose to self-detonate after confirming that he couldn't break through the obstruction of Happy Monk.
The self-detonation of the person in the dark had almost killed Jing Jiu, so one could easily imagine its power. However, Happy Monk didn't see it, because he had been knocked up by the tremendous force of the explosion and arrived on the surface of the planet at an unimaginable speed. Then, he entered the space, passing by those battleships in an instant, and turned into a flash of golden light heading toward the deep part of the space.
Two battleships activated their crystal engines and completed the emergency maneuver in an attempt to rescue him, but they couldn't keep up with his speed.
It didn't take long before the burning planet became a small red dot in his field of vision, though it was still very clear in the eyes of Happy Monk.
Half of the planet had been torn apart by the self-detonation of the person in the dark from the inside. It looked like the top of the planet had been opened, or like a liquid metal robot had exploded from its chest, with a head hanging out of it; it looked extremely disgusting and ugly.
The edges of the cracks in the space were sprayed with a grayish slurry; the width and length of the cracks had become larger and more stable.
The monster invasion occurred again. Many monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter drifted toward the space while the battleships were in a state of confusion and the fairy swordsman En Sheng couldn't fight anymore.
The Happy Monk was quite satisfied with the outcome; but even if he was not satisfied, he couldn't do anything about it. His body under the tattered monk robe had countless cracks on it, which looked like tens of thousands of golden threads under the illumination of the distant permanent star.
This was the golden body of the Guocheng Temple. It would be difficult for him and Cao Yuan to kill them.
All of a sudden, a beam of light appeared somewhere in the distant space, illuminating the tide of monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter and killing many of them instantly.
The beam of light should be the plasma cannon that had decapitated the Scorching-Sun Battleship. Unexpectedly, the Scorching-Sun Battleship was equipped with the plasma cannon. What was his Teacher trying to do?
The young monk continued retreating toward the deep part of the space at an unimaginable speed. He looked at the scene in the distance expressionlessly, thinking about these trivial matters.
When would he reach the end of the drift? When would the fight come to an end if it continued like this?
A metal disc rushed over from afar and landed behind him, gently catching his broken golden body.
He closed his eyes, stopping thinking about these matters.
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The Scorching-Sun Battleship arrived at the Dream Fire Industrial Base at an unimaginable speed.
The plasma cannon had arrived a long time before the arrival of the battleship, tearing apart a great many monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter and stabilizing the morale of the officers and soldiers on the seventeen battleships.
In the next moment, the battleships following the Scorching-Sun Battleship from the outside of the 857 galaxy arrived one after another, and more battleships arrived in this part of the galaxy. The situation was under control for the time being.
Countless nuclear bombs of various forms were tossed onto the planet like garbage. The military didn't have the extravagant hope of eradicating the crack in the space; all they hoped was to block the exit of the monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter.
In the beginning, many monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter had escaped. Many battleships requested to pursue them, but Ceng Ju refused. The situation on the side of the crack in the space was still perilous. More importantly, the battleships would face a great deal of risk if they pursued those monsters. As such, only a few hundred unmanned flying devices and a large number of scouts were left behind to pursue those monsters. As long as there were no lifeforms in that part of the universe and no navigational routes, the problem would not be serious. The military could wait until the crack in the space was completely eroded and then turn around to attack and annihilate the monsters.
Five days had passed since the second explosion. The battleships from various galaxies had filled up the space around this galaxy and were attacking the burning planet incessantly. The erosion of the crack in the space couldn't start because the monsters and monster tides kept gushing out from the planet.
The seventeen battleships in the beginning had finally gotten a chance to rest and retreated to the space closer to the permanent star. One of the battleships approached the Scorching-Sun Battleship at a relatively slow pace under the guidance of the command system, and then was swallowed by the opened door at the bottom of the battleship.
As soon as the light battleship entered the interior of the Scorching-Sun Battleship and was fixed in place, hundreds of intelligent mechanical arms reached out and connected with the battleship in a short time. In other words, this light battleship had become a part of the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
Ceng Ju led Jiang Zhixing and a dozen military officers into the battleship. All the military officers he met along the way stood up straight and bowed to him.
Nobody knew that his official position was the highest commander of the 857 Base, but he had dealt with the contamination of the nuclear fleet of the Central Star together with Shen Yunmai, so he was quite famous in the military and had a high authority.
Ceng Ju halted his steps as he arrived before an alloy door in the deepest part of the battleship. He motioned for Jiang Zhixing and the others to wait outside, and then he opened the door using his authority and walked in.
The alloy door was closed slowly. The lights in the battleship grew brighter, and the whiteness was a bit dazzling.
This was the medical area, so there was no germs or viruses in the air. The fact that there were no germs or viruses here meant that there were none here.
What couldn't be achieved by modern technology could be achieved easily with the help of the magic methods and sword wills in Chaotian.
The medical microscopic apparatus with the flickering laser beams moved at a high speed on the rails on the ceiling, making a faint buzzing sound.
The crystals emitted a blue glow, sending an existence similar to the fairy energy to the center of the formation under the effect of the high-voltage electricity.
A medical cabin was placed on the floor in the center of the formation. It looked tiny compared to the spacious and large room, looking like a capsule.
There was a tattered black Daoist robe on the floor by the medical cabin; to put it more precisely, it was a few rags.
Lying in the medical cabin, En Sheng was receiving the treatment of the laser carving and repairing the sword spirit with the help of the formation.
As the founder of the No-Mercy Sect, his Cultivation state was exceedingly high, but he was also very stubborn.
"This magic pill has been sorted by the robot made of super tiny particles, so the effect has been increased by three times." Ceng Ju took out a green magic pill and placed it by Jing Jiu. "If you disobey the military order on the battlefield again, I'll definitely punish you," he continued.
"First of all, don't think that we're soldiers. Secondly, I can't think of how you can punish me." En Sheng went on expressionlessly, "And it's my fault that such a serious incident has occurred. I should take the responsibility."
Ceng Ju sighed and said, "If the initial space was like what we had seen in the past years, we could try to use the nuclear bombs; but this time it is more than two hundred meters wide, so we have no choice but to use the melting equipment. You should know that the precise melting has only succeeded twice so far, and they were done by Shen Yunmai. So what does it have to do with you?"
En Sheng said, "The precise melting is indeed very difficult, like embroidery. But since Shen Yunmai could do it, why can't I?"
Ceng Ju said after a moment of silence, "He is different from us to begin with."
Shen Yunmai's body had been specially modified, and the modification was thorough. It was not as simple as assembling a mechanical arm and a laser gun. Some cocoon breakers even suspected that the modification was done for the purpose of melting the cracks in the space, or even for a greater purpose.
En Sheng brought the magic pill to his face with the mechanical arm. He had no experience in using the mechanical arm, so his movement was slow and clumsy. Looking at the green magic pill, he didn't swallow it right away; it was unclear what was on his mind. "You go and tell the Great Grandmaster to bring him back," he said.
The "him" referred to was Shen Yunmai. Many cocoon breakers didn't understand why the Great Grandmaster suddenly left a descendant of the bloodline behind. Later on, they found it hard to like this young man after learning about Shen Yunmai. However, only after experiencing what Shen Yunmai had gone through could they understand that the young man's arrogance and confidence were reasonable, or at least they could allow it.
Shen Yunmai had disappeared for a long time, and everyone knew that he had something to do with Jing Jiu. But now, more and more cracks in the space had appeared, and the cracks in the space this time were of the highest level in history, so everyone needed him to come back.
"How can we bring the dead back?"
A faint voice rang out in a distant corner of the medical area.
There was neither a medical cabin nor an operating table there, but a metal plate on the ground.
The Happy Monk was sitting in the center of the plate. His monk robe had been removed, exposing his thin and weak body covered with golden wounds.
The Virgin was truly formidable. Like Jing Jiu, he had almost died in the explosion of the Virgin. Of course, the Happy Monk was more prepared than Jing Jiu. Though his golden body was damaged, he didn't fall into a coma for a long time. He could recover after a period of quiet cultivation.
Ceng Ju walked up to the Happy Monk and sat down cross-legged. He looked at the Happy Monk with a smile, looking quite pleased.
He was like a teacher who saw his former student become the pillar of the country and a talent in managing the world.
Many years ago, a farmer left the thatched cottage in Moqiu and worked as a laborer. Then, he became a general and comprehended Tao in the battlefield. In the end, he became a disciple of a Sage in Yimaozhai. After that Sage ascended, the farmer continued to travel around the world and went to many places. He even learned some swordsmanship of Aoyama in secret. In the end, he founded the Guocheng Temple and became the founder of the Zen Sect, which was the Happy Monk of today.
That Sage was Ceng Ju.
"Teacher, I haven't seen you for many years." Happy Monk looked at him with eyes full of joy. "I've often wanted to visit you in the past year."
Back when he sat cross-legged in the Guocheng Temple and came to this world, he asked the Grandmaster of Aoyama to arrange for him to meet Ceng Ju. In the following years, Ceng Ju had been monitoring the movement of the Sea of Dark Matter at the center of Planet 857 and calculating how to ignite those permanent stars. It was because he had to investigate Jing Jiu and solve the problem that the battleship was contaminated that he didn't even attend the meeting of the ascendants in the galaxy beyond the fog.
The two of them hadn't seen each other for many years.
Looking at him in Silence for a long time, Ceng Ju suddenly asked, "Do you want to kill me?"
"Yes," said the Happy Monk.
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