MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 9 The Burst Seal and the Infinite Aura Falling into the Starry Sky
A smile appeared in Fang Zheng's heart, and then he immediately turned into spectator mode, quickly moving away from the increasingly chaotic area.

After pulling out a certain distance, he switched to creative mode again and started knocking on the blocks, while placing the Suzaku and White Tiger Law Barrels again.

Every time a new barrel is placed and the mode is switched to spectator mode, the Four Symbols Killing Formation will lose its target and the chain of laws will fall into a state of frantic search.

After switching to creative mode again, when the target reappears and is locked, the chain of laws will once again condense in one direction.

During this process, the rune chains that were identical and copied according to the same template and emerged from the Suzaku and White Tiger Law Barrel conflicted with the normally operating formation runes, constantly causing some minor bugs.

After repeating this many times, the sounds of the Vermillion Bird and the White Tiger around became more and more dense, and the tones became more and more strange.

The originally dull and introverted golden-red substances suddenly glowed with a luster as bright as stars, and became brighter and brighter, with the brightness continuing to surge.

In spectator mode, Fang Zheng's square face remained expressionless as he quietly watched the rune chain storm transform from its original orderly storm into the chaotic turbulence it is now.

Switching to creative mode again, he took out an ender pearl from his backpack and placed it in his inventory, whispering softly, "If my prediction is correct, the time for the explosion should be coming soon!"

At the same time, outside the Xiongguan city gate on Chengxian Road, the phantoms of the Vermillion Bird and the White Tiger, which had been following rigid rules to wipe out invaders, were still tirelessly injecting the Vermillion Bird's divine fire and the White Tiger's killing power according to their inherent procedures, trying to refine the hard-to-kill invaders.

The Four Symbols Killing Formation is one of the top killing formations in the heavens and all realms. In the ancient times when the fairy world had not yet been broken, it was presided over by the four immortal spirits guarding the fairy world, namely Suzaku, White Tiger, Black Tortoise and Azure Dragon. The weakest of them was a true immortal.

The Four Symbols Immortals, who already have the advantage of bloodline, are able to fight against the Quasi-Immortal King even at the True Immortal level. When they jointly cast the Four Symbols Killing Formation, they can easily kill even weaker Immortal Kings.

However, for people at the Immortal King level, each use of this technique would take at least hundreds or even thousands of years.

Only after such a long period of time can we ensure that the suppressed Immortal King-level strongmen are completely killed.

But this time the situation is very different.

Even the peak power of humanity was barely achieved with the support of fragments of the fairy world, and it was also an incomplete Four Symbols Killing Formation.

In just a few dozen minutes after Fang Zheng began to act, the killing and refining power that was constantly circulating in the formation did not consume at all. Instead, it skyrocketed out of thin air at an extremely outrageous rate.

The immortal and divine runes that were in operation had a large number of errors due to the influx of a large number of duplicate rune chains.

If the Suzaku and White Tiger phantoms were still alive, they could easily sort out the chaotic errors in the operation of the formation runes.

He even reabsorbed the inexplicably increasing killing power into his body.

But unfortunately, they are merely phantoms of the true immortal laws engraved on the barriers of the immortal world fragments. They can fight as puppets, but it is really beyond their intelligence to sort out the errors in the operation of the formation runes.

Unconsciously, the outer wall of the ancient sacred mountain, which was as huge as a whole piece of divine iron and had countless law rune chains flowing on it, began to increase explosively in brightness.

Just imagine, an ordinary person is holding a knife to chop someone, and if the knife suddenly becomes 40 meters thick, can he still carry it?

Finally, silently, the killing and suppressing force that was hundreds of times greater than the full power of the law shadow began to leak out.

This bomb under too much pressure exploded!
The power continued to solidify, far exceeding its theoretical limit. Although it lacked the support of the True Immortal Dao Law, its quality was inferior, but its quantity far surpassed the total energy of the two law-based phantoms in their previous True Immortal cultivation, dozens of times greater. This incredibly huge torrent of energy gushed out crazily.

Even though that was the power flowing out from the bodies of the White Tiger and Vermillion Bird phantoms, when they were too huge and poured back along the formation in the opposite direction, they instantly inflated the two like balloons and exploded!

Almost endless killing power was madly washing over the phantom of land that was hundreds of light years in size.

On this path to immortality where space is extremely stable, the dark cracks in time and space are spreading wildly like a spider web.

However, the suppressing and sealing power that is also mixed in with the killing power forcibly locks time and space to prevent it from collapsing.

Under the clash of these two forces that originally cooperated with each other but were now pulling and suppressing each other in chaos, a corner of the road to immortality was shattered into a huge space-time crack like an abyss.

Among the hundreds of Suzaku and White Tiger Law Barrel blocks placed by Fang Zheng, there were dozens of Law blocks, which, along with a corner of time and space that was torn apart like a piece of cloth, rushed towards the dark abyss like the patterns on the cloth.

Behind that space-time rift is a sky full of stars and an extremely large supercluster of galaxies.

It was almost endless, and it was still surging in hundreds of law blocks, continuously increasing. The killing power and suppressing power that never stopped for a moment turned into billions of white tigers and vermillion birds as big as the sun. They roared and fell one after another into the vast starry world.

When it fell into the starry sky, it lost the mysterious cube man who was originally locked on to it, and also lost the infusion of the false divine thoughts of the phantom of the divine beast's law. The countless phantoms of white tigers and vermillion birds composed of rune chains began to gradually crumble and disintegrate.

Just as when a whale falls, all things come to life.

As the massive rune chains slowly crumbled, the fundamental power was released again.

Rich white, golden, and blood-red energies permeate the starry sky, containing vast amounts of immortal spirits and immortal substances.

It was almost as if the magical power of a living immortal was being continuously drained away.

The continuously disintegrating power fell to a lower energy level. The thick fairy mist distorted time and space, making tens of millions of miles become just a few feet away, and then dispersed in a discrete and jumping manner, turning into a golden and blood-colored divine liquid that was diffused within a radius of hundreds of light years, emitting bright light like a sky full of stars.

Among them, countless runes float up and down, containing a huge amount of vitality, as well as the unbreakable killing power.

At the same time, in every corner of the distant starry sky.

Each of them comes from the ancient forbidden land of life where the road to immortality collapsed in the mythological era. In order to pursue immortality, they cut themselves with a sword, sealed and suppressed their own life potential, and hibernated.

One after another, divine thoughts emitting earth-shattering power woke up from their slumber, staring in surprise and doubt at the inexplicable aura that suddenly appeared in the starry sky.

In the Big Dipper star field, in the abyss of the Ancient Forbidden Land, a figure covered with golden hair and bound with chains slowly opened his eyes and roared.

In the same Big Dipper star field, in the vast desert Buddhist land covered with yellow sand, in the desolate and silent sand, faint bursts of Sanskrit sounds were heard. A phantom composed of faint golden light walked out from the faith of countless Buddhist believers, gazing at the strange phenomenon in the starry sky.

Still in the Big Dipper constellation, beneath the mountains constructed of strange purple rocks, a bell rang slowly.

(End of this chapter)