I can find treasures in my dreams.
Chapter 663 Source of Laws
Yang Fan took another step, leading Zhao Xiaoying to the broken gate to the world.
He glanced at it, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and introduced, "This civilization is called the 'Mist Civilization.' The world of the Mist Clan is mostly covered by mist, hence the name."
As Yang Fan spoke, large ripples spread around them.
His figure flashed, and the ripples transformed into a torrent formed from fragmented images.
After advancing to the Venerable level, the Venerable's Eye can directly observe spatial energy, making it much easier to traverse world rifts.
of course.
Under normal circumstances, given Yang Fan's strength, if he wanted to enter a civilized world, the source power of the laws within his body would definitely alert the world's will.
The will of the world will surely erect a world barrier to prevent his entry.
But this time it's different.
The death power of the ancient god's remains was far stronger than the power of the world, so it utterly destroyed the world barrier and rushed into the Mist Civilization.
The "gate" has already been opened, so Yang Fan can naturally follow it in.
A moment later.
The flood subsided.
A vast world then appeared before the couple.
Just as Yang Fan said, there are thick clouds and fog in the sky of this world, like a sea of fog.
Due to the laws of the world, clouds and mist do not simply float in the sky like clouds, but rather spread from the sky all the way to the ground.
In other words, this is a super cloud of fog with a thickness of more than ten kilometers.
This is a spectacle that is hard for the Canglan people to imagine.
At this moment.
A faint red vortex, appearing as an illusion, was spinning continuously in the sky.
The fog surrounding the vortex, like ice and snow baked by the scorching sun, all dissipated, revealing a "cavity" with a diameter of over one hundred kilometers.
Through the void, one can observe the surface conditions of this world.
Below is a vast expanse of mountains and forests, with the mountains generally not very high, somewhat resembling the lava landforms of the Canglan civilization.
The green plants covering the mountain's surface had all withered away under the influence of the death force, leaving only a layer of blackish-gray remains.
Many mountain surfaces bear “unnatural” marks, such as neatly arranged withered plants or clusters of green squares arranged in circles.
The former is the farmland of the Lanwu tribe, and the latter is the house of the Lanwu tribe.
They live inside mountains and like to build green, square-shaped entrances outside their nests to prevent fog from seeping into them and to keep the inside of the nests dry and warm.
Around each ring lay scattered beetle-shaped skeletons, an astonishing number, which were none other than those of the Mist Clan.
The invasion of the power of death also killed so many members of the Mist Clan.
Zhao Xiaoying's gaze swept quickly across the ground, revealing a look of alarm.
She could fully foresee that if the power of death continued to seep into the Mist Civilization, the entire Mist Clan would be wiped out, ultimately leading to the collapse of the world's will and the world's disintegration and fall into the primordial world.
The Mist Clan probably never dreamed that a catastrophic natural disaster would suddenly erupt in the Weeping Green Sea, threatening their civilization with annihilation.
A civilization is far too fragile in the face of terrible natural disasters.
Yang Fan looked towards the edge of the distant sea of mist and said, "The Mist Clan's airship fleet is coming soon. You can take a look at the effects of the power of death."
The voice just fell.
One after another, wisps of emerald green mist, each with a tail like a shooting star, emerged from the clouds.
Their speed was in no way inferior to the missiles of the Azure Civilization, and they hurtled towards the blood-red vortex like raindrops.
This is clearly an attack by the Mist Clan.
But the green meteors had only flown halfway when, as if encountering an invisible resistance, their speed slowed down, and they burst into mist. Then the mist turned into gray dust that drifted all over the sky.
soon.
Flying ships, resembling airships and generally over twenty meters long, emerged in droves from the edge of the fog sea, moving at speeds more than ten times faster than the airships of the Azure Civilization.
This is what Yang Fan just referred to as an "empty ship".
At the very front of each airship was a strange statue that emitted a faint green light.
The statue's brightness suddenly increased, and then it opened its mouth, spitting out a green meteor.
Judging solely from the airships and green meteors, the Mist Clan has developed a highly distinctive and advanced technology.
In just a dozen breaths, more than five thousand airships leaped out of the fog and flew desperately toward the blood-red vortex. This was a tragic and heroic charge to the death.
Without a doubt, the Mist Clan is prepared to risk everything to save their civilization and their world.
however.
Faced with the terrifying power of death, all of this is a futile struggle.
"Om~"
The crimson vortex suddenly trembled, and the sound instantly spread across a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers.
A dark, blood-red ripple swept across a 200-kilometer area at an unimaginable speed.
All the airships were swept by the ripples.
next moment.
A terrible sight appeared.
Each airship seemed to have been eroded by thousands of years, its hull aging rapidly, with numerous cracks appearing on its surface, and then one after another it disintegrated in mid-air.
The entire fleet of the Mist Clan was wiped out in an instant!
Zhao Xiaoying was dumbfounded.
She originally thought that the power of death would kill the Mist Clan inside the airship, causing the airship to lose control.
Only then did she realize that the power of death was far more terrifying than she had imagined.
However, the Mist Clan did not cease their efforts to save their civilization.
A few seconds passed.
Thousands more airships emerged and continued their suicidal charge.
Zhao Xiaoying couldn't help but ask, "Does the Mist Clan intend to use their lives to deplete the power of the Crimson Vortex?"
Yang Fan hummed in agreement: "The Mist Clan doesn't have any Venerable-level experts, so they can't see that the Crimson Vortex can obtain endless replenishment from the Primordial World, unless the Level 3 natural disaster subsides."
Zhao Xiaoying didn't know what to say, she just sighed.
Yang Fan added, "The Mist Clan is about to use their civilized weapons."
Two seconds later.
"boom!"
A deafening thunderclap resounded.
A dazzling green beam of light, containing extremely powerful supernatural force, instantly traversed thousands of kilometers and precisely struck the crimson vortex.
An exceptionally bright green light burst forth, completely dyeing the sky green.
After blinking.
The green light subsided.
The crimson vortex still hung high in the sky, its size unchanged and its rotation speed undiminished.
obviously.
The weapons of the Mist Clan were completely ineffective against the Crimson Vortex.
Yang Fan explained calmly, "Attacks below the level of laws have no effect on beings at the level of laws. This is not even a contest of the same level."
Zhao Xiaoying nodded in agreement.
She didn't even need to look to know how desperate the Mist Clan must be at this moment.
Yang Fan moved slightly: "Alright, there's nothing to see with the Mist Clan's attacks. I'll go try out the Crimson Vortex. You stay here and watch."
Zhao Xiaoying nodded and said, "Okay."
Yang Fan, in his three-headed, ten-armed giant ape form, took a large step forward and instantly appeared in the airspace more than ten kilometers away from the blood-red vortex.
"Roar!"
He opened his mouth and roared.
The powerful source of laws interfered with space, creating a ripple that swept across this area.
The crimson vortex trembled visibly.
Despite their best efforts, the Mist Clan could not alter the vortex in any way.
Yang Fan accomplished it simply by opening his mouth and shouting. (End of Chapter)
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