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Wang Ye stumbled, narrowly avoiding a sharp steel vine that burst forth from the ground.
He had barely regained his footing when a repeating crossbow tower popped out from the side wall. With a series of whooshing sounds, more than a dozen crossbow bolts flashing with eerie blue lightning blocked all his escape routes.
"Old Wang, what are you spacing out for!"
With a clear shout, Zhuge Qing appeared beside him like a ghost, a paper fan now in his hand.
With a flick of his wrist, the paper fan unfolded with a "whoosh," and a fiery rune drawn with Samadhi True Fire instantly lit up on the fan surface.
"Separation Word: Flame Shield!"
A semi-transparent wall of pure flames appeared out of thin air, blocking all of the dozen or so crossbow bolts.
The arrows struck the wall of fire and instantly melted from the intense heat, turning into pools of molten iron that dripped to the ground with a sizzling sound.
"Thanks, Lao Qing."
Wang Ye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The lazy, sleepy look on his face had vanished, replaced by a solemn expression.
“This formation is not right. The killing intent is too strong and there is no strategy at all. Ma Xianhong is no longer defending against the enemy. He wants to leave everyone here to die with him.”
Zhuge Qing frowned. He could sense that, apart from the physical threat posed by the Divine Mechanism Array, there was also the threat of physical harm.
An even more terrifying and primal destructive energy was surging wildly from the depths of the earth, like a volcano about to erupt, causing his very soul to tremble.
"It's that cultivation furnace!"
Zhuge Qing said in a deep voice, "Its energy core is out of control. If this continues, not only this village, but the entire area within a ten-mile radius will be razed to the ground!"
"Tsk, trouble."
Wang Ye rubbed his nose; he had certainly noticed it too.
That surge of energy was disrupting time and space in an extremely domineering way, even interfering with his Feng Hou Qi Men, making it impossible for him to accurately pinpoint auspicious or inauspicious directions.
The two stood back to back, temporarily forming a defensive alliance.
Zhuge Qing's talismans flew in his hands, unleashing the three gates of fire, wind, and earth, continuously constructing defensive formations to barely withstand the barrage of attacks from all directions.
Wang Ye kept manipulating the four inner landscape discs, trying to find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic world ravaged by violent energy.
However, their power seemed so insignificant in the face of this war machine composed of the entire village and the energy surge that was like a natural disaster.
"No, this can't go on!"
Zhuge Qing forced back a charging combat puppet with a flick of his fan, his breathing already becoming somewhat rapid.
"The defensive formation is consuming too much energy, and the energy in the furnace core is spreading faster and faster!"
Wang Ye crushed a metal vine that was trying to wrap around his ankle with his foot, groaning in pain as well.
"Of course I know that!"
But the energy is so chaotic, like a pot of porridge! My Qimen Dunjia chart is practically spinning like a fan; I can't find a way to break the deadlock!
At this critical moment, a glint flashed in Zhuge Qing's eyes. He suddenly turned to look at Wang Ye, and for the first time, his fox-like face, which always carried a hint of calculation, revealed a resolute determination that was almost a desperate gamble.
"Old Wang, I have an idea, but it's a bit risky."
Wang Ye's words were concise and to the point.
"My Wuhou Qimen has the Qimen Manifestation Technique. As long as I have a relatively stable environment, I am confident that I can find the core of that energy surge within ten breaths!"
Zhuge Qing spoke very quickly, "But in this situation, I simply cannot calm down!"
Wang Ye instantly understood his meaning. Looking into Zhuge Qing's incredibly bright eyes, a tacit understanding between sorcerers welled up within him.
He knew this was the only way.
Why didn't you say so sooner?!
Wang Ye was cursing, but his expression became extremely serious. His eyes, which were always half-open, suddenly opened wide at this moment, as if the stars were rising and falling, and the universe was turning.
"We held on!"
He roared and pushed his hands outwards forcefully, muttering incantations.
"The Xun Character - Feng Hou Qi Men!"
An invisible and intangible, yet terrifying domain that seemed capable of altering the laws of heaven and earth, suddenly unfolded with Wang Ye at its center!
Time seemed to slow down at this moment.
The whistling crossbow bolts, the menacing metal vines, and the frantically charging battle golems all slowed down dramatically the moment they entered this area, as if they were sinking into a bottomless swamp.
Even the violent torrent of energy gushing from the ground was greatly suppressed within this domain where Wang Ye had forcibly defined the rules, and became clearly discernible.
"puff--!"
Forcibly fixing such a vast area of spacetime would also be a huge burden for Wang Ye.
This is equivalent to him simultaneously enduring attacks from countless second-rate and first-rate superhumans!
Although Feng Hou Qi Men is one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, it cannot withstand such a huge drain!
A mouthful of blood gushed uncontrollably from his mouth, and his usually languid face turned deathly pale.
"Old Qing! Hurry! I can't hold on much longer!"
Wang Ye gritted his teeth, his voice trembling.
He didn't need to remind me at all.
The moment the Feng Hou Qi Men technique was activated, Zhuge Qing closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.
His divine sense, which had been gathering momentum, surged forth like a floodgate opened, crashing into the energy torrent that had been slowed down countless times.
Although his eyes were closed, within his inner vision, countless hexagrams composed of light and shadow, representing the flow of energy and the nodes of the array, were flashing, deducing, and recombining at a speed that surpassed the limits of mortal comprehension!
"found it!"
Zhuge Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a dazzling light. He stretched out his trembling right hand and pointed to an inconspicuous artificial hill in the southeast!
"There! That's the central hub of the entire underground energy pipeline network!"
By cutting off that spot, we can temporarily halt the continued energy supply to the furnace core!
Upon hearing this, Wang Ye's spirits lifted. He suppressed the metallic taste in his throat and poured all the remaining Qi in his body into the Feng Hou Qi Men.
They forcefully created a completely safe "slow passage" for Zhuge Qing to reach that artificial mountain.
Zhuge Qing's figure flashed and he appeared in front of the artificial hill.
Without the slightest hesitation, he formed a hand seal, and the Samadhi True Fire that had been gathering power in his dantian suddenly erupted!
This time, it was no longer a defensive fire shield, but condensed into a crimson-gold flame spear several feet long, seemingly capable of incinerating everything!
With a low shout, the flaming spear, carrying the mighty power to purify all evil, pierced fiercely into the core of the artificial mountain!
The artificial mountain suddenly exploded, revealing a complex energy center hidden beneath it, composed of countless crystals and runes.
The flaming spear pierced precisely into the core of the central nervous system, and the raging Samadhi True Fire instantly burned and melted away its internal energy structure!
Buzz buzz—!
The entire land of Biyou Village let out a mournful cry of unbearable burden.
The surging energy that was gushing wildly from the ground suddenly slowed down after losing its subsequent energy supply. Although it was still raging, its spread had been contained.
"Huh...huh..."
Wang Ye could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, looking as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
Zhuge Qing was also deathly pale, his body ravaged by the energy depletion. He leaned against the broken wall, watching the energy surge that had been temporarily suppressed, but there was no relief on his face.
The two exchanged a glance, and both saw a deep sense of solemnity in each other's eyes.
They knew this was just a stopgap measure.
The real crisis, the out-of-control furnace core, is like a bomb that could explode at any moment, quietly lurking deep underground.
But what will truly determine the final outcome of this disaster is another battlefield.
Chapter 228 Turning Stones into Spirits
The underground space has become a boiling furnace of death.
That cultivation furnace was no longer a divine artifact of creation, but the root of destruction.
The mysterious energy from the Kunlun Immortal Realm at the heart of the furnace completely broke free from all constraints, roaring like a ferocious beast imprisoned for countless ages, threatening to drag this entire world into chaos.
On the surface of the furnace, the intricate and mysterious runes flickered in and out, like the disordered pulse of a dying person.
Thick cracks, accompanied by a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, spread wildly outward from the center of the furnace, crawling like a spider web across the entire massive furnace body.
The destructive energy turbulence transformed into a visible black storm, interspersed with blinding lightning, frantically tearing and devouring everything around it.
The hard rock walls were easily peeled away, crushed, and reduced to dust, exposing the even older, metallic bedrock beneath.
"He's gone mad... Ma Xianhong has truly gone mad!"
"This furnace is going to explode!"
On the ground, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing had just joined forces to temporarily suppress the rampage of the Divine Machine Array. Before they could even catch their breath, they felt a terrifying tremor originating from the depths of the earth, powerful enough to bring all things to silence.
The two men turned pale and stared in unison at the center of the energy eruption, their eyes filled with horror.
The core area underground, the eye of the storm.
The standoff between Zhang Yunyuan and Jin Yangzi had already been interrupted by this sudden apocalyptic scene.
Jin Yangzi's well-tailored white overalls were now torn to shreds by the violent energy turbulence, and his glasses were nowhere to be seen.
His face, which always carried a gentle smile, was now filled with dishevelment and a hint of incredulous shock and anger.
He never imagined that Ma Xianhong, whom he considered nothing more than a useful craftsman, would actually dare to do such a crazy thing that would destroy everything!
Jin Yangzi roared, and the "Golden Sun Treasure Wheel" in his palm shone brightly, attempting to suppress the rampaging energy with the domain of the magical artifact.
However, this time, his invincible magical artifact domain proved as fragile as paper in the face of this destructive torrent, which resembled a natural disaster.
The moment the domain was deployed, it was torn to pieces by the violent energy turbulence, and the treasure wheel itself let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the burden, its light dimming instantly.
"puff--!"
Jin Yangzi was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning ashen white.