Chapter 7456
Terrifying Phenomena
Chen Shouzhou suddenly met those eyes, and his mind went blank for a moment!
He felt as insignificant as a speck of dust under a microscope, or as a mayfly facing the vast universe. An absolute sense of crushing power, originating from the level of life and the source of the soul, swept over his entire body. His knees went weak, his soul trembled, and he almost uncontrollably collapsed to the ground!
This is hardly a grandmaster of alchemy! This is clearly an ancient being who has lived for countless ages!
"Do not move, do not think, open your mind and visualize the void."
Xiao Chen's voice rang out slowly, peaceful yet carrying a rhythm that reached straight to the soul, possessing an irresistible power.
Chen Shouzhou struggled with all his might to barely suppress the urge to collapse. He tried his best to clear his mind as instructed, but the awe and fear deep in his soul still clung to him like cold vines, impossible to break free from.
Xiao Chen said no more. He slowly raised his hands, his ten fingers spread out. The movement seemed slow, but it was in line with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. It was as if he was plucking invisible strings in the void, or as if he was outlining the trajectory of the universe.
There was no dazzling light, but as his fingertips rose and fell, the space around Chen Shouzhou began to twist strangely, the light refracted abnormally, and the air rippled with pale silver waves, layer upon layer.
Gradually, it transformed into a three-dimensional phantom array that completely enveloped Chen Shouzhou, with the core of the array precisely locking onto the location of his brow and sea of consciousness.
Although Chen Shouzhou had his eyes closed, he could clearly "perceive" the existence of the array diagram. He was completely overwhelmed by a sense of insignificance and awe, and he did not even dare to disturb his divine sense.
The next second, Xiao Chen's eyes flickered, and countless starlight-like lights intertwined in his eyes. He faced the pale silver phantom array and softly uttered an ancient and difficult syllable, like a chant or a decree from the heavens, carrying a weighty weight that transcended eternity:
“Using all phenomena as a guide, we trace back to the source; illusory images arise one after another, disrupting the order and breaking the spell.”
Words become law!
The moment the words fell, the light in the entire alchemy workshop, and even the core area of Mingxin Manor, suddenly changed drastically, becoming strangely distorted.
The shadows of all objects stretched, rotated, and intertwined wildly, turning the world into a giant kaleidoscope where reality and illusion were indistinguishable.
The instrument readings in the workshop jumped wildly, and the pointers trembled violently, but in the next second they returned to an eerie calm, as if forcibly smoothed out by an invisible force.
Chen Shouzhou felt the dark rune in his sea of consciousness suddenly ripple violently. Unlike the excruciating pain when it was triggered before, this ripple brought endless pulling force, causing the rune to gradually dissipate and become confused, and the original binding power weakened rapidly.
On the soul level, which is beyond the observation of ordinary people, a wisp of profound divine thought flows upstream along the invisible bond of the restriction, crossing countless mountains and rivers, and reaching a certain hidden place.
This divine thought, though devoid of any offensiveness, conjured up endless, contradictory false trigger signals, flooding into the core incantation that maintained all similar restrictions like a virus, disrupting its operational order.
Xiao Chen stood still, surrounded by a mysterious rhythm. His hair and clothes moved without wind, and light and shadow intertwined in his eyes, as if countless worlds were being created and destroyed within them.
He navigated the boundary between reality and illusion with a calm and composed expression, as if he had only done something insignificant.
The astonishing events at Mingxin Manor had already alarmed all the martial artists and representatives of various factions within a radius of several miles!
Those powerful figures and independent cultivators who were taking a break in the building's rest area and surrounding buildings almost simultaneously opened their eyes and rushed out like lightning, converging on the open area.
Looking up at the sky with suspicion and uncertainty, he stared intently at the airspace above the villa, which was shrouded in eerie light and chaotic energy, his expression horrified.
"This is... a spatial disturbance? No, the energy fluctuations are far too profound, definitely not an ordinary energy tide!" A seasoned expert with a calm demeanor murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly, his fingertips even tingling. "Never seen such a phenomenon before! Which top senior is casting a spell? Or has a new type of energy weapon gone out of control?"
Some people guessed in a dry voice, but they couldn't even convince themselves that the faint, ancient, and powerful aura was something that modern technology could not replicate.
Among the crowd, several top experts who were extremely well hidden and whose auras were mysterious and terrifying were holding their breath and their expressions were extremely solemn.
A sense of insignificance and fear in the face of a natural disaster spread uncontrollably through my heart.
They understood better than anyone else that they could trigger such precise and profound phenomena of celestial energy, and even make those phenomena appear as "orderly chaos."
The spellcaster's control over the rules has long surpassed that of the Heavenly River Realm and the Celestial Human Realm, reaching a level that is unimaginable to them!
The landscape of martial arts in the western region, and even the entire Dragon Kingdom, will likely be rewritten as a result!
Outside the rest area, several members of the New Martial Arts Association frowned and looked wary.
The middle-aged martial artist who had spoken rudely to Xiao Chen in the exhibition hall subconsciously pulled out an encrypted recorder and aimed it at the strange phenomenon in the sky, wanting to record it.
But the moment he pressed the record button, the recorder screen suddenly burst out with a blinding white light, and an indescribable invisible heat wave blew back through the device, the burning sensation shooting straight to his soul!
He screamed in agony as the recorder shattered instantly, shards flying everywhere. A charred mark appeared on his palm, and the excruciating pain pierced his very soul. He staggered back several steps, his face ashen, his eyes filled with unbelievable terror.
This power is terrifying; it can easily destroy even instruments!
"boom!"
A muffled explosion suddenly erupted, and the specially made encrypted recorder was torn apart from the inside by an invisible force!
Tiny metal fragments, carrying residual, scorching energy, splattered like shotgun pellets onto the middle-aged martial artist's face and eyes, hissing as they hit him.
"Ah! My eyes!" A piercing scream instantly echoed through the rest area, breaking the surrounding silence.
The martial artist covered his face with both hands, blood seeping from between his fingers. He staggered backward, only managing to regain his balance after hitting the wall, his whole body convulsing in pain.
When a powerful master performs a technique, it resonates with the heavens and earth, influencing the rhythm of the rules. How could ordinary weapons or low-level martial artists possibly peek at or record it? To do so would be nothing more than inviting humiliation upon oneself.
Seeing this, everyone around fell silent, instinctively putting away their recording devices and communication equipment. Their gazes towards the core area of the villa held an even deeper, unfathomable fear.
Even spying comes at such a terrible price; just how terrifying was that senior who cast the spell?
……
Meanwhile, in the most secluded meditation room deep underground at Mingxin Manor, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
An elderly man dressed in a simple gray robe sat cross-legged on a black jade futon. He had white hair and a youthful face, and the wrinkles on his face held the weight of years. His body was surrounded by faint traces of alchemical charm and spiritual energy.
This person is none other than Mo Yuan, the chief alchemist of the Northwest Alchemy Sect, who rarely appears in public!
His mastery of alchemy was unfathomable, and his own cultivation had long since reached an extremely high level. However, he was indifferent to fame and fortune and never appeared on any public martial arts rankings, yet he secretly supported half of the Dan Sect's power. (End of Chapter)