No one responded.
At this mont, in the silent world, only the continuous sounds of breaking were heard.
Under the dragging and ravaging of the engine, each man-made Sky Rail node that spread across Spring City and radiated into Hai Province, broke apart incessantly and shifted out of their original positions...
With the ascension of the Doomsday Special Train, the originally nonexistent network tightened as if clutched by an invisible hand.
Violently tugged.
They wanted to uproot it entirely!
And the connections that had originally been inseparably bound, even those tied personally by Jian Yuan.
Amid the crashing noises, cracks erged atop the Vortex projected above the sky do, the enormous, intersecting wounds began to slowly close and heal.
Above the pillars built by many higher beings, irreparable deep fissures appeared...
What once was as stable as a mountain, now faced an irreversible collapse and rupture.
On the unfamiliar driver's seat, still bearing many fractures and fragnts, sparks flew.
Ji Jue stood before the massive window, eyes lowered, overlooking the world before him.
Once again, he reached out his hand—
Completely disregarding the enraged Jian Yuan, once again, he ravaged all the achievents he had constructed.
Killing Jian Yuan would be troubleso, even with full control over the entire basin backed by the Sky Rail, it still couldn't stop him from leaving, and most likely it would end up as a waste of ti.
But if you wanted him to lose, that was all too simple...
—Just smashing everything before his eyes was enough!
Destruction, despair, and death—aren't these the essence you wanted to embrace and acknowledge? Now, I am giving them all to you.
I can't imagine how happy you must look!
Thunderous noises roared like anger.
Upon the earth, the massive workshop resembling the Heavenly Pillar shook violently, transforming.
Countless pitch-black chains, like a torrential downpour, rose into the air and swept towards this place, montarily winding layer upon layer, causing even the ascent of the Sky Rail to hesitate for an instant.
"Delusional fool!"
Jian Yuan, indifferent, in the myriad changes of the spiritual circuits, the workshop transford layer by layer, entrenched within the ridians of Spring City, stabilizing everything that shook.
Not allowing reality to slip out of his control...
If any fool thought that relying on the tools of the Sky Rail from two hundred years ago would be enough to wrestle with him, then let them learn their lesson!
But at that mont, outside Spring City, bright lights like pillars crisscrossed and converged!
From all directions: north, south, east, and west, towers appeared out of nowhere, standing in rows, encircling and locking down, connected above to the Heavenly Origin Decree, reaching down to the dark netherworld.
What it stirred up was like a towering tsunami of tides!
Collision!
No, rather, entering the massive structure built by Jian Yuan with the sa specifications and frequency, it started an inverse invasion and decoding...
"I finally caught up."
Kong Qingyan collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely; he could barely stand up.
Throughout these days, with the association's costly reinforcents, the planned restraints and lockdowns were finally completed.
Now, apart from all the masters present, more than ten other masters from all over, through the association's transfer, remotely supported and shared the pressure.
The battle between the association and You Sui began at this mont.
Even Jian Yuan felt a slight astonishnt.
Those waste heaps actually managed to muster so backbone, showing up at this ti?
Just at this ti…
"Human strength has its limits; sotis, one can't focus on perfect outcos; one must learn to let go."
A reflective voice ca from behind, offering both mockery and advice, "Otherwise, in the end, you'll have nothing in your hands."
In the void, a straight crack suddenly spread.
Like a sword wound!
Using so thod, it bypassed the workshop's external protection, opened a passage, and reached directly in front of Jian Yuan.
And when the crack opened to both sides, it revealed that gaunt figure standing with hands behind his back.
"..."
Jian Yuan slowly turned his head, his face expressionless, gazing at that unfamiliar face.
Such an expression had no warmth or amiability. It seed forever indifferent, forever disdainful, forever judging the value of the item before him.
Clear and straightforward, it aptly demonstrated the craftsman's true nature without any disguise.
It was refreshing.
"Being freed from burdens might not be a bad thing..."
The visitor gestured with a wave, closing the fissure behind him, and stood alone. "With this, should the Craftsman Grandmaster also find the ti to give so guidance to the newcors?"
"Ye Xian?"
Even though they had never t, at the mont of his arrival, at the mont when he saw that look in his eyes, Jian Yuan understood completely. Who else could have taught such pure essence if not that damned fellow?
"I haven't thanked you yet."
Ye Xian nodded, "My student is under your care."
"No need."
Jian Yuan responded indifferently, "A talented gem, I too hold dear."
Even then, one must not be made!
"That's exactly the problem, Grandmaster..."
Ye Xian sighed lightly, "My talented material, my gem, what has it to do with you?"
In that instant, it was as if blades crossed, sparks flying from the void.
Without any warning, yet at the sa ti.
In a flash, both sides had tested each other out!
At this mont, three sword edges materialized from the void, crossing each other.
One was heavy, towering like a mountain, unshakeable, originating from Jian Yuan.
The other two, one as dark as Mo, seemingly stretching to infinity. The other clear as light, existing amidst void.
Black and white intertwined, reality and illusion shifted, as if endless.
"Swords?"
In Jian Yuan's eyes, Fla Light smoldered, "In my presence?"
"I heard that even now, amongst Thousand Islands, the na Jian Yuan still represents the pinnacle of sword craft."
Ye Xian ntioned casually, her fingers gesturing; the two blades manifesting in the void twirled, revealing their sharp edges, circling around her: "But to , too many ssy things are also troubleso, two is enough...
If the Grandmaster has any objections, perhaps you could enlighten !"
In that instant, as she gestured, the Ghost Work Ball was thrown, hovering in midair, layers unraveling and breaking apart, then afterwards, a vast amount of spiritual structure unfolded from compression, spreading, extending, even reversing and entering Jian Yuan's workshop.
Gleaming light flowed like a transparent, ethereal Holy Temple.
A temporary workshop, beyond Ji Jue's imagination, was constructed!
Sequence usurped, start!
Now, in Ye Xian's hand, a thermos was unscrewed.
Poured.
After the bitter, strong tea drained, what overflowed was an unending stream of dream-like mist and flashes, ominous beasts escaping from their cages, shadows, and flashes spreading viscously, rising with countless fierce silhouettes.
And then, with the sheath of the workshop falling off, the Heavenly Person's Matrix rose from the dark blade, Matrix Holy Object·Gan Jiang manifested!
And then, rising and manifesting from the pure white circulating blade beside her, was another Heavenly Person's Matrix!
Matrix Holy Object·Mo Ye!
The intricate and splendid matrix spread and overlapped, without any conflict, instead, it burst forth with a majesty and Fla Light beyond ordinary imagination.
Separation and integration, repulsion and attraction...
Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, originally one!
Only, rarely did they have opponents worthy of showing their true forms. Nor had there ever been any craftsman worth Ye Xian's extraordinary efforts...
"The junior, Tide Sound Ye Xian!"
The craftsman drew his sword, extending a final salute to the enemy:
"—Please, Grandmaster, teach !"
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