I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

boom!

After the first explosion.

The altar on the west side suddenly sank down.

Stone chips flew everywhere.

Hundreds of flying swords overhead simultaneously lost their balance.

The most obvious batch even fell directly from mid-air.

It crashed into the mountainside.

It clanged.

Cheng Fang's eyes lit up.

"efficient."

But Linye didn't move.

He's still listening.

That last moment.

It didn't break the sword formation.

It's more like forcibly choking a blood vessel.

The spiritual energy flow in the entire sword formation was momentarily disrupted.

Then--

The other two areas are being repaired.

North.

East.

The two main paths, which originally only carried a portion of the spiritual energy, suddenly thickened simultaneously.

The area that had just been cleared on the west side was almost instantly filled up again.

Lin Ye suddenly looked up.

"Don't go over there!"

The second round of sword cries has already begun.

And it's heavier than before.

Xie Hongyi's expression changed slightly.

"It's filling in the gaps."

Lin Ye nodded.

"It stopped in the west."

"The other two sides took it over."

next second.

A thousand swords rise again.

The quantity is significantly less this time.

But the spiritual energy on each sword was noticeably stronger.

The pressure that the western spirit-guiding platform was responsible for has now been entirely transferred to the remaining two routes.

Cheng Fang immediately understood.

"So it's not over just by blowing up one."

"right."

Lin Ye stared in the direction of the Sword Tomb.

"This stuff will be redistributed on its own."

Smoke is still rising from the spot where Qin Zhao just installed the explosives.

He glanced at the cracked spirit-guiding platform.

"Shall we keep bombing?"

"We can't just bomb indiscriminately."

Xie Hongyi spoke.

"The three platforms of the Sword Tomb originally replenished each other's spiritual energy."

"What if we destroy the wrong thing first..."

She didn't finish speaking.

A muffled tremor suddenly came from afar.

Boom!

Large array patterns lit up on the eastern side of the mountain wall.

Followed by.

The rain of swords, which had already weakened slightly, intensified again.

The technician looked at the data.

"The peak energy level on the east side has increased by 40%!"

"The price is also rising on the north side."

Cheng Fang turned to look at the forest.

"Can we find the order?"

This is the key.

It's not about whether there are nodes or not.

Instead, it's about which one to break first.

Which one is broken later?

If the order is wrong.

The remaining nodes will instead consume all the spiritual energy, pushing the pressure even higher.

Lin Ye closed his eyes again.

Ling Ting no longer looked at the flying sword.

There were only three main roads.

The west side is already in ruins.

As spiritual energy flows through it, it leaks continuously.

The east side is the strongest.

The north side is the most stable.

But the more I listen.

Lin Yeyue felt something was wrong.

There's something else behind the three main roads.

It's not the fourth point.

Instead, they are more finer branches.

Below the spirit guiding platform on the east side, there are two secondary lines.

There are also some on the north side below.

Even the west side, which was damaged by the bomb, was not completely severed.

The remaining spiritual energy is bypassing the damaged area along another extremely thin line.

They have rejoined the main team.

"Oh shit."

Lin Ye opened his eyes.

Cheng Fang looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"We just blew it up."

"It's not a complete spirit guiding platform."

Xie Hongyi frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Ye walked to the stone platform that had just been blasted open.

We didn't get too close.

He only pointed to the exposed fractured patterns inside.

"This is only the ground part."

"There's more below."

Qin Zhao squatted down and took a look.

After the explosion ripped off the surface slabs.

Sure enough, a deeper black groove was revealed underneath.

layer.

Add a layer.

It's not a simple formation laid out on the ground.

It is three-dimensional.

The technician immediately scanned with a detector.

soon.

Data feedback.

There is at least a high-level reaction at a depth of four to five meters underground.

Cheng Fang's face darkened.

"It means we only blew off a thin layer of skin."

"almost."

Wanling finally spoke.

"Such a grand formation would never place its vital points on the ground."

"If someone were to hit a rock with a hammer, the entire sect would be paralyzed. What's the point of building an array then?"

Nobody paid any attention to that sarcastic remark.

Because now the problem is more complicated.

The key point of the formation is not a single stone.

It's not even a single point.

It is the entire spiritual energy conversion network.

Lin Ye squatted down again.

His palm was pressed against the cracked stone surface.

Ling Ting pressed down little by little.

First floor.

Break.

The second layer.

It's still flowing.

The third layer.

There is a loop.

Next, continue.

A powerful sound of spiritual energy conversion appeared.

Like water rushing into a narrow opening.

Every time the two spirit-guiding platforms in the east and north are refilled, this place will shake.

Lin Ye's expression changed.

"There is a general transition point below."

Cheng Fang immediately asked:

"Blow it up?"

"No."

Lin Ye shook his head.

"It's not the core."

"It's more like a transit point where three roads converge and then deliver the supplies to the Sword Tomb."

Xie Hongyi understood.

"Sword Pivot".

Lin Ye looked at her.

"What?"

"The Sword Tomb did indeed have a sword pivot in the past."

"Not one."

"It has two layers, an inner and an outer layer."

"External Sword Pivot Flying Sword".

"Inner Sword Pivot Controlling Sword Slave".

She paused for a moment.

"I always thought the mountain was ruined after it was closed off."

Obviously not.

And now they're living together.

This also explains why the sword slaves and the sword formation work together.

They are originally the same system.

Cheng Fang looked at her.

"Location?"

Xie Hongyi shook her head.

"I only know roughly."

"The Sword Tomb Forbidden Grounds are not a place that even true disciples can enter casually."

This time, no one thought she knew little.

It's impossible for every disciple to be familiar with the sect's grand formation.

Lin Ye smiled.

"Knowing the general outline is enough."

Xie Hongyi looked at him.

"Can you find it?"

"I can hear."

After he finished speaking, he reopened his spiritual hearing.

He did not listen to the sword.

He did not listen to the three spirit-guiding altars.

Follow all the backflows inward.

Since the flying sword needs to recover its energy after it leaves the formation.

After the Sword Slave event, you'll also need to replenish your spirit.

All those lines will eventually converge on the same area.

One.

Two.

More than a dozen.

The chaotic spiritual energy was like a ball of yarn that had been crumpled into a tangled mess.

Lin Ye painstakingly pieced things back together, bit by bit.

very slow.

My temples quickly began to swell.

But the direction has been found.

"southeast."

He opened his eyes.

"Southeast side of the Sword Tomb".

"underground."

How much further?

"About 800 meters."

Cheng Fang said directly:

"past."

No one objected.

Staying here and wasting time with the flying sword would be the stupidest thing to do.

The team moved again.

The spirit-guiding platform on the west side was not completely destroyed.

Efficiency will drop significantly, at least in the short term.

The number of flying swords above their heads has decreased by nearly 30%.

Lin Ye continued to report the air exchange points.

The entire team took advantage of the gaps in the formation's flow to pass through the rain of swords.

A few minutes later.

Suddenly, a large section of the terrain ahead collapsed.

It looks like a giant bowl upside down inside the mountain.

The bottom is entirely made of black stone slabs.

There is no temple.

There is no monument.

There weren't even any obvious buildings.

Qin Zhao glanced at it.

"here?"

"under."

Lin Ye stood at the edge.

The spiritual hearing has been confirmed.

All the returning flow is converging here.

The technician deployed the miniature drilling equipment.

They had only crawled in less than a meter.

The equipment malfunctioned instantly.

The screen is completely black.

The second machine changed positions.

same.

It went in more than a meter.

scrapped.

Xie Hongyi stared down below.

"The sword pivot has a spirit-sealing layer."

Cheng Fang asked:

"Can it be dismantled?"

"It's very difficult to dismantle it from above."

"Then let's start from the structure."

Lin Ye walked around the edge of the depression.

The more I listen...

His eyes grew brighter.

It's not because it's simple.

It's not because it's complicated.

There is no such thing as "a key point" in this place.

The entire depression lies beneath.

There are at least seven large conversion nodes.

Three altars were responsible for receiving the spirits.

Two were in charge of the sword formation.

The two went deeper into the area.

Each one of them covers for the other.

Fry one up.

The other six will be filled.

However, they are not entirely without flaws.

repair.

needs time.

Switch.

It needs to be in order.

As long as the order is correct.

They were ruthlessly cut off one after another.

The subsequent nodes haven't had time to be filled yet.

That's it for the next place.

The whole net will then resemble a series of broken dominoes.

Lin Ye looked up.

"I know how to dismantle it."

Cheng Fang walked over.

"explain."

Lin Ye raised his hand.

Point out three locations in succession.

"It's not about blowing one up."

"Here first."

"Two seconds later, the second one."

"One second later, the third one."

"Not too early."

"It can't be too late."

Qin Zhao glanced at the distance.

The three points are several tens of meters apart.

Ordinary people simply cannot perform simultaneous and precise destruction.

Cheng Fang, however, already understood.

"Directional blasting".

Lin Ye nodded.

"To prevent it from having time to breathe."

Xie Hongyi looked at the location he had marked.

A moment of silence.

Are you sure?

Lin Ye listened to it again.

"Seventy percent."

"Only 70%?"

"This is the first time I've seen something like this."

Lin Ye looked at her.

"If you want it to be perfect, then let it keep hitting you with a thousand swords."

Xie Hongyi remained silent.

Because there was no other choice.

Cheng Fang has already given the order.

"Location".

Qin Zhao and the two field agents quickly dispersed.

Modern directional blasting modules were attached piece by piece to the marked locations in the forest.

There's no need to blow up the entire sword pivot.

All you need to do is shatter the most critical energy conversion structure at the same time.

overhead.

A new round of gathering of a thousand swords has begun.

Lin Ye looked up.

The entire sword formation gasped again.

This time.

He did not back down.

Instead, they focused on the seven nodes below.

"Get ready."

Qin Zhao's finger landed on the detonator.

And Lin Ye and others.

This is the next breath exchange for the entire sword formation.