Chapter 289
Mech Buster
Chapter 289 Mech Buster
Before me stood a row of crystal-clear metal cabins.
The ancient divine liquid, a deep blue color, flowed slowly within the chamber, emitting wisps of frigid mist. This low-temperature hibernation technology, unique to the Eternal Starfield, while less effective than divine source liquid in locking in lifespan, had the advantage of not being unique, making it more suitable for large-scale preservation of combat power. However, due to the suppression of the environment during the ancient era, new saints were almost nonexistent in the Eternal Starfield, and most of the divine source liquid was diverted to refine the strongest evolution liquid. This resulted in the scarcity of saintly individuals here compared to outsiders, making it all the more precious.
“Master, the last pride of the Fan family is sealed here.” Fan Xian pointed to the row of cold steel coffins, his voice revealing a numbness and fanaticism after being converted. “This is also the reason why we can stand on Paradise Star and never fall in the chaos of the raiders.”
Zixia remained expressionless, her delicate hand waving lightly, and the Divine Mark Purple-Gold Dao Scroll unfurled with a thunderous roar. Purple Dao patterns spread across the air like splashed ink, and the Heaven-Deceiving Array Patterns instantly took shape, forcibly stripping and banishing this space from the dimension of reality.
However, a sage king is still a sage king.
Deep within that forbidden area, inside a massive hibernation chamber forged from Daluo silver and gold, its entire body gleaming silver-white, the vital signs monitor, which had been as steady as an ancient well, suddenly emitted a piercing bang.
That was Ancestor Fanyun, the pillar of the Fan clan.
In the instant that the Heaven-Deceiving Array Pattern descended and the intent of death locked in, his terrifying spiritual sense, honed through countless battles, detected the tremor from the depths of his soul before any sophisticated instrument could detect it.
"Who dares to trespass on the forbidden grounds of my Buddhist family!"
boom!
The Great Luo Silver-Gold Canopy, powerful enough to withstand a full-force attack from a Saint, shattered with a deafening roar, transforming into countless streams of silver light that swept outwards. A withered, yet majestic, aged figure soared into the sky. He gave Zixia and her group no chance to launch a sneak attack, his five fingers grabbing at the void.
A secret chamber in the distance suddenly collapsed, and a Saint-level mech, twenty feet tall and shimmering with amethyst light, instantly disintegrated. Tens of thousands of intricate parts transformed into dazzling meteors, tracing perfect arcs in the void before crashing into and embedding themselves into the old man's body.
This is the violent aesthetics of the Eternal Starfield: cultivation level determines the lower limit, while the rune amplification of the mechs raises the upper limit of combat!
"Damn it, that old bastard found out!"
Pang Bo roared and was about to launch a counterattack when he saw the mech's eyes spew out two beams of solidified purple light. A Saint King aura, like the collapse of stars, swept across the entire area in an instant, and Pang Bo's tower-like body was blasted away like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the alloy wall.
If Zixia hadn't held up the protective umbrella of divine marks and purple gold at the forefront, blocking most of the descending holy might, Pang Bo, Longma, and the others would probably have had their physical bodies destroyed by this shock.
"Get out of the way, you can't get involved."
Zixia walked barefoot through the air, the bells on her ankles ringing out with a clear, melodious sound, standing out starkly against the holy, raging wind. Divine marks and a purple-gold scroll swirled above her head, cascading down wisps of dreamlike purple energy, making her appear like a bewitching empress straight out of mythology.
Zixia walked barefoot through the air, with the Divine Mark Purple Gold Scroll hovering above her head, wisps of dreamlike purple energy falling down.
"A hermit in the Holy Realm! To possess such pure Dao Laws! Truly, you have the path to heaven but choose not to, and the gate to hell but choose to walk right into it!"
An ancient and cold voice, like the scraping of metal, emanated from within the amethyst mech. Through the mech's holographic scan, he could clearly see the surging holy power within Zixia's body, a vast ocean of primordial essence blood cultivated purely through comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, without any medicinal refinement. In the Eternal Starfield, this was a "great tonic" more precious than any divine ingredient.
"If I refine you, perhaps I can overcome that shackle and become a legend!"
boom!
A violent tremor erupted from the back of the mecha, and six enormous energy wings instantly unfurled, obscuring half of the forbidden area. The wings vibrated, unleashing countless blinding dimensional cutting beams that rained down like a storm, each capable of easily slicing through the core of a resource planet. Zixia, witnessing the devastating rain of beams, advanced instead of retreating. She joined two fingers together, lightly tapped her bare foot in the void, and the Divine Mark Purple-Gold Dao Scroll unfurled above her head with a thunderous roar.
"Time, the universe, destiny—the three swords are drawn simultaneously!"
Zixia brought her two fingers together like a knife and gently sliced them across the scroll.
In an instant, a vast expanse of purple energy erupted from the scroll, and three invisible blades shot out:
The blade of time flashed by, and the flow of time around them instantly became as viscous as mercury;
The universe was torn apart, and the destructive beams fired by the mechs were swallowed into an endless black hole;
Fate, a mix of reality and illusion, points directly to the cause and effect of the Brahma Ancestor within the core of the mecha.
"A mere trick! Behold my mighty Heavenly Dragon!" The mech roared, and two vibrating particle longswords shot from its palm, forcefully shattering the void's confinement. The Saint King-level power combined with the technological weapons of the Eternal Starfield gave each of his attacks a strange effect of "locking" and "breaking magic."
The two exchanged over a hundred blows in the narrow forbidden area in an instant. Zixia was like a swallow in a storm, her movements ghostly, her mysterious techniques endless; while Ancestor Fanyun was like an iron fortress, defending while launching counterattacks.
After another violent collision, Zixia was sent flying hundreds of feet backward, feeling her blood churning in her chest. She wiped away a trace of holy blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes grave. The technology of this Eternal Starfield was indeed troublesome; the high-frequency vibration field and energy cancellation matrix inherent in the mechs made her Daoist techniques feel like hitting cotton, powerless and ineffective.
However, what she didn't know was that the old ancestor Fan Yun inside the mecha was even more terrified at the moment, and even felt a sense of comfort.
"Damn it! What kind of monster is this woman?"
The monitoring equipment showed that Zixia's cultivation level was only at the third level of the Saint Realm, while he was at the fourth level of the Saint King Realm, a whole major realm higher! Not only that, he also had a priceless amethyst mecha to amplify his combat power! Logically speaking, he should have killed his opponent like a fly.
The reality is that they have been locked in a stalemate for so long, and the mechs' energy reserves are rapidly decreasing!
"Old man, your warm-up is over."
Zixia looked at the hesitant mecha, and the cruel smile on her lips finally came to the fore.
It turned out that those seemingly chaotic hundred clashes were merely a feint. Her true purpose was to use the Supreme Three Swords, imbued with the Daoist essence of an emperor, to slowly wear down the outermost energy protective barrier of the amethyst mech through repeated collisions, like a whetstone!
At this moment, her divine power has penetrated the shattered field and directly contacted the mecha's body!
"Since you like this metal shell so much, I'll send it to be buried with you!"
Zixia's hands moved swiftly, instantly forming an extremely ancient and complex hand seal, exuding an aura of antiquity. It was one of the Nine Secrets, specifically designed to counter all weapons in the world—
The Secret of the Character "Soldier"!
hum!
In that instant, the old ancestor Fan Yun inside the mecha was horrified to discover that the priceless amethyst mecha, which he usually controlled with ease, suddenly emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound.
Inside the mech, hundreds of millions of tiny array patterns began to reverse wildly. The energy core that was originally used to amplify him now turned its guns around, transforming into a greedy black hole that began to devour his Saint King's original holy power!
(End of this chapter)