Chapter 242: Artisan, Artisan, and Artisan

Suddenly, a change occurred.

The artificial Heavenly Track lost control, and the vast Quancheng fell into chaos.

The heart's vital point was lost.

The place of the Deep Artisan, originally the most stable, was the first to face an unexpected blow... No, perhaps, from the very beginning, this had been destined.

Even if he hadn't raised a tiger, the tiger would have crossed mountains and ridges, sparing no cost, to come before him and reveal its claws!

Jianyuan was silent, but couldn't help but want to laugh.

It was as if he felt this mockery from fate.

He, who had never been tainted by sin, was destroying the world before him, while the monster that should have enjoyed all this was blocking his way?

What kind of farce was this?!

No, this was just right; since this failed teaching ended in the apprentice's ignorance, then what followed would be a ruthless slaughter and duel between artisans.

"Very good..."

At that moment, Jianyuan's lips opened and closed silently, his expression no longer cold or angry, replaced by a solemnity that seemed to freeze the entire world.

The shadow behind him expanded suddenly, turning into a door.

He just reached out his hand and pointed forward; in the vast realm behind the dark door, faint outlines emerged.

Iron light flowed, the Heavenly Work was unsheathed, and it set off a cold, solemn radiance that crossed more than half of Quancheng, almost tearing apart all observing gazes.

All ironware screamed, blades trembled, and cracks appeared.

The void blade appeared from his fingertips for an instant.

Slash!

The thunder light in the dark clouds was suddenly interrupted, and a deep gap appeared above the dark neon.

Difficult to close.

A full-force strike from an instant of rational assessment and cautious consideration!

The iron light broke through the air and arrived, only to stagnate before Ji Jue!

Amidst the operation of the engine, one barrier after another appeared without warning, rising from the ground, enveloping Ji Jue within. It was like a terrifying defense of dozens of Rift Realms superimposed in one place, turning into an iron wall, blocking everything outside.

Guarding its master.

Amidst the engine's operation, the spirit of the ancient Heavenly Track piercing the present realm and unifying all phenomena manifested for an instant, turning the mere inch of distance between the two into a chasm as vast as the heavens.

If it were someone else, they might suddenly be furious—what kind of real skill was relying on external objects?

But as a Chosen One of the Ember line, it was simply a matter of course.

Relying on tools, controlling tools, creating tools—if one lost their tools, how was that different from losing their hands and feet?

In the collision of the moment, a small test, Jianyuan had already understood the essence of the defense—when the Heavenly Track traveled between Rift Realms in the past, stitching the disintegrated present world together again, it relied on this ability to warp space, manipulate boundary membranes, open holes, and travel at will.

The blessing sequence of the Eternal Gate was indeed rare.

But it didn't mean it was unsolvable.

Just give it a needle-for-needle restraint!

Jian Yuan was indifferent. Within the door behind him, the silhouettes of countless creations rotated. In an instant, the most effective works emerged—the Light-Error Nail that distorted space within the target's body, the Demon Spear: Limit-Striker that forcibly shattered all obstacles between the two, the Heavenly Craft: Dew-Pledge that reversed time to strike first, the world-renowned sword: Nation-Anchor that anchored space to lock all changes... they were too numerous to count, too many to choose from.

Since that was the case, then might as well...

Jianyuan grinned, laughed wildly, reached out his five fingers toward Ji Jue, and gripped them suddenly.

Let's do it together!

At that moment, the artisan's absolute ruling power within the workshop and the near-omnipotent changes and output manifested; the violent weapons, any one of which was enough to drain the spiritual quality of a Heavenly Human, all appeared at once!

The sky was filled with scattered radiance like fireflies; tiny long nails constantly appeared and broke through the air, without any trajectory, moving and shifting from the void, like fireflies across the sky, flashing enchantingly.

The eerie spear tip, only a meter long, whistled and pierced through, carving straight cracks on the heavy boundary membranes; a dreamlike, undulating iron light appeared behind Ji Jue's neck the moment it started, slashing down!

And the heavy Tachi that descended from the sky had already nailed into the iron stone, freezing all phenomena.

Not enough!

Just like this, still not enough.

One ferocious blade silhouette after another appeared from behind the shadow door, condensing—hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... as far as the eye could see, the sharp iron light like the scorching sun covered everything.

Every tiny ripple was enough to tear him to pieces and crush him into dust.

Fast, too fast!

Without any warning or accumulation of power, so much so that the moment Ji Jue reacted, it was already too late, with no room left.

At this very moment, in the final instant that seemed to be left to him like tolerance, all he could do was shrug his shoulders regretfully.

Good hit.

Unfortunately...

"Too late."

Ji Jue sighed.

At that moment, behind him, in the thick smoke and dust, violent light suddenly erupted.

Like a monster opening its eyes, roaring!

After two hundred years, the Doomsday Express that had once rebuilt the world started up again!

Pop-up windows like a blizzard appeared before his eyes.

【Registration updated, login complete, conductor authorization verification complete】

【Special operating rights passed, issued】

【Executor: General Agent · Ji Jue】

Under the final authentication of a claw print that looked like a signature,

【—Full-domain flow control begins!】

And so, in the void, complex spiritual quality circuits extended, ten thousand silver radiances flowed, thousands of strands, piercing into Ji Jue's body, connecting into the non-attack.

Smooth and fluid, without any stagnation.

It was as if everything should have been like this!

At that moment, Ji Jue's consciousness and perception had once again broken free from the tiny shell, expanding like light, just like everything he had felt in the Mercury Workshop in the past.

No, this fucking...

It was that set!!!

The workshop and all the internal structures that had been completely plucked away by the Heavenly Track's emergency recovery program before actually appeared in his perception again, and even more than that.

It was as if, by this, he had connected to a larger system, a more inconceivable magnificent structure.

As if covering the entire world.

For an insignificant instant, Ji Jue even felt that the entire world was under his control, but that was just an illusion caused by over-expansion.

Exhausting the limits of his own soul, what he could cover and control was only the Quancheng region; what he could perceive was only the spiritual quality fluctuations rising and falling in the vast Haizhou, so distant and blurry.

But it was enough!

The moment the non-attack operated, infinite spiritual quality torrents operated from the massive structure behind him, following orders, issuing requirements, executing instructions, and completing commands.

With him as the axis, ten thousand, ten million invisible hands appeared, and in an instant, they roared out, covering everything, controlling everything.

The so-called full-domain flow control—

Boom!!!

At that moment, accompanied by the shocking loud noise from the top of the workshop, the entire Haizhou seemed to shake imperceptibly; ripples visible to the naked eye rose from beneath Ji Jue's feet, crossing the entire workshop, falling into the earth, spreading, and wherever they passed, fine cracks appeared.

Countless dust rose, and the sound of steel bars breaking like strings rang out endlessly.

The vast Quancheng seemed to sink an inch out of thin air in an instant.

In the distance, a roar.

The human sin that supported the vortex and Quancheng like a pillar bent down again, its face cracked, three eyes opened wide in fury: Jianyuan! What are you doing!!!

Why did you suddenly use a full-force strike on the entire Quancheng!

The loud noise dissipated, and the smoke and dust were disturbed.

Ji Jue was still refreshed, unharmed.

No, it should be said that the original injuries were already too tragic, so adding a few insignificant wounds was completely invisible!

Facing the terrifying attack that could have crushed him into powder who knows how many times, the only thing Ji Jue did was spread his hands.

Above the non-attack matrix, radiance flowed and rose, revealing infinite changes!

All things prosper, created by these hands.

Everything in the world is made by ten fingers.

Even if it was only limited to the range that the ten fingers could interfere with, this infinite possibility, if it could be properly exerted, was near-omnipotent.

And when the non-attack, which had been promoted, was combined with the Heavenly Track's 【Full-domain flow control】 authority, it was enough to extend this terrifying effect to everything Ji Jue could perceive!

The authority of full-domain flow control was too vast and terrifying; theoretically, in the entire domain, any movement and change would be under Ji Jue's control.

Even with Ji Jue's current limit, he couldn't control its complete effect, but if it was just a slight utilization, transferring the trauma and destruction through flow to other places...

That was simply, easy!

Sorry, although you didn't close it, I opened it!

At this moment, in front of Jianyuan, those spread hands slowly raised.

Under the cover of the non-attack's radiance, the omnipotent ten fingers bent and stretched, giving the change in hand gestures a certain indescribable wonder.

In the end, in the reflection of those emerald eyes, two straight middle fingers appeared.

"See you never!"

Ji Jue smiled, bowed slightly, and said goodbye respectfully.

In an instant, behind him, in the countless rising thick smoke, the ferocious outline of the behemoth finally appeared, as if a steel beast, suddenly opening its mouth.

It was as if it had swallowed Ji Jue into its belly.

And then, a storm rose!

The distant whale song resounded through the silent world, reaching everything.

Amidst the mighty tide, the behemoth once known as the Doomsday Express soared into the sky!

The world froze.

It was like an iron star rising into the sky against gravity.

The moment it rose, the axis of the entire world seemed to change with it.

The dark clouds across the sky turned scorching red under the burning of the flames, and from the center, it disintegrated, hitting a gap, and the iron curtain shattered.

Infinite black rain dissipated from the vast blazing light, bouncing off, completely unable to touch it.

Dazzling light lit up between the dark world, scattering dreamlike light.

As large as a building, as solemn as a sanctuary.

Like a giant ship setting sail, breaking through all waves and obstacles, rushing forward; the moment it rose, everything in the world was destined to be shrouded under its light, invisible wings unfolded, shrouding all phenomena in its own shadow.

A moment of weightlessness, it had broken free from the mortal world, gravity, and even all insignificant shackles, rising high above the firmament, rising upward without limit.

Revealing a brand new appearance.

Surrounded by eternal flames, it was a solemn and ferocious airship!

That dazzling light did not know how many observers' eyes it stung.

In the distant darkness, after a brief silence, a sigh of emotion came: "After two hundred years... long time no see, Heavenly Track!"

No one responded.

At this moment, in the silent world, all that came were continuous sounds of breaking.

Under the dragging and ravaging of the engine, one artificial Heavenly Track node after another that spread across Quancheng and radiated to Haizhou collapsed one after another, breaking away from their original positions...

Accompanied by the ascent of the Doomsday Express, the originally void network was like being grabbed by an invisible hand.

Roughly pulling.

Wanting to... pull them out by the roots!

And the tight connection between them was something Jianyuan had tied up with his own hands.

Amidst the loud noise of breaking, one crack after another appeared on the vortex projection above the firmament; the massive wound that crossed was unable to continue, and actually began to gradually close and heal.

On the pillars built by many higher sins, one deep crack after another appeared that could not be salvaged...

Everything that had once been as stable as a mountain now faced an irredeemable collapse and breaking.

In the unfamiliar cockpit, there were still many cracks and breaks, sparks flying.

Ji Jue stood before the giant window, looking down at the world before him.

Once again, he reached out his hand—

Ignoring Jianyuan's fury, he once again ravaged all the results he had built.

Wanting to make Jianyuan die was very troublesome; even with the support of the Heavenly Track's full-domain control, it still couldn't stop him from leaving, and it was very likely that after tossing and turning to the end, it would only waste time.

But wanting to make him lose was too simple...

—Just smash everything in sight, and that would be enough!

Destruction, ruin, despair, and death—isn't this the essence you want me to embrace and acknowledge? Now, I send them all to you.

I can't imagine how happy you'll be!

The roaring sound was like a roar.

On the earth, the massive workshop like a pillar shook and changed violently.

Countless pitch-black chains were like a torrential rain, soaring into the sky, sweeping toward this place, instantly wrapping layer by layer, causing the Heavenly Track's ascent to stagnate for an instant.

"Wishful thinking!"

Jianyuan was indifferent; amidst the changes in the infinite spiritual quality circuits, the workshop changed layer by layer, rooted in the veins of Quancheng, stabilizing everything that was shaking again.

Not allowing reality to escape his control...

If some fool thought that relying on that set of tools from two hundred years ago could compete with him, then, receive the lesson!

But at that moment, outside Quancheng, blazing light like pillars crossed over!

East, South, West, North, in all directions, one high tower after another appeared out of thin air, standing like a forest, surrounding and locking, connecting to the Heavenly Human's decree above and reaching the darkness of the nine lands below.

What was stirred up was a towering tide like a tsunami!

Collision!

No, it even, through the same specifications and frequency, reversely connected into the massive structure Jianyuan had built, starting a reverse invasion and analysis...

"Finally caught up."

Kong Qingyan sat on the ground, sweating profusely, almost unable to stand up.

For days, under the Association's cost-no-object reinforcements, the predetermined shackles and blockades were finally completed.

At this moment, in addition to all the masters present, more than ten masters from all over the country provided remote support through the Association's relay, sharing the pressure.

The tug-of-war between the Association and the Deep began from this moment.

Even Jianyuan felt a hint of astonishment.

That group of trash actually had the backbone to show their heads at this time?

Especially at this time...

"Human power has its limits; sometimes, you can't just think about having the best of both worlds, you have to learn to let go."

A mocking voice came from behind, offering mockery and advice, "Otherwise, in the end, you won't have either."

In the void, a straight crack suddenly spread.

Like a sword wound!

Don't know what method was used, bypassing the outer protection of the workshop, opening a path, reaching Jianyuan directly.

And when the crack opened to both sides, it revealed that thin figure with hands behind his back.

"..."

Jianyuan turned his head slowly, expressionless, staring at that unfamiliar face.

That expression was devoid of any warmth or gentleness. As if forever cold, forever contemptuous, forever judging the value of the things before him.

Clear and straightforward, aptly manifesting the essence of an artisan, without any disguise.

Making one feel comfortable.

"Being freed from the burden might not be a bad thing..."

The visitor waved his hand, closing the crack behind him, visiting alone, "Now, the Master can finally free up his hands to give some pointers to the juniors, right?"

"Ye Xian?"

Even though they had never met, the moment the other party arrived, the moment he saw that look, Jianyuan understood completely. Such a pure thing, besides that damn guy, who else could teach it?

"Haven't thanked you yet."

Ye Xian nodded, "My student, thank you for taking care of him."

"No need."

Jianyuan was indifferent, "Good material and beautiful jade, I also cherish them very much."

Even if, no matter what, they could not be molded!

"That is the problem, Master..."

Ye Xian sighed, "My good material, my beautiful jade, what does it have to do with you?"

At that moment, like blades crossing, sparks flew from the void.

Without warning, yet by coincidence.

In an instant, both sides had already tested each other!

At this moment, three sword blades appeared in the void and crossed each other.

One was heavy, towering like a mountain, unshakable, originating from Jianyuan.

And the other two, one was pitch-black like ink, as if extending infinitely. One was clear like light, between existence and non-existence.

Black and white crossed and flowed, reality and illusion changed, as if infinite.

"Sword?"

In Jianyuan's pupils, flames burned gloomily, "Before me?"

"I heard that to this day, among the Thousand Islands, the name Jianyuan still represents the Heavenly Work of the sword."

Ye Xian waved her fingers lightly, two sword blades appearing in the void flowed, revealing their sharpness, circling around her: "However, in my opinion, too many messy things are troublesome; two are enough...

If the Master has any opinions, might as well let me open my eyes!"

At that moment, amidst her waving, the Ghost Work Ball was thrown out, floating in mid-air, layer by layer dissociating and breaking, and then, the massive spiritual quality structure expanded from compression, extended, and even reversely connected into Jianyuan's workshop.

Radiance flowed, like a void semi-transparent sanctuary.

A temporary workshop construction surpassing Ji Jue's imagination was completed!

Usurpation sequence, start!

Now, in Ye Xian's hand, the thermos was unscrewed.

Poured out.

After the bitter and rich tea was poured out, what overflowed was a continuous stream of dreamlike mist and flashes; the beasts of nightmare escaped from their cages, shadows and flashes spread stickily, rising with countless ferocious outlines.

And then, accompanied by the shedding of the workshop sheath, the Heavenly Human matrix rose from the pitch-black sword blade, Matrix Sacred Object · Ganjiang, manifested!

And then, from beside her, rising from the pure white flowing sword blade, was the second Heavenly Human matrix!

Matrix Sacred Object · Moye!

The complex and magnificent matrix spread and expanded, overlapping in one place, without any conflict, instead erupting with majestic blazing light that surpassed the imagination of ordinary people.

Separation and fusion, repulsion and attraction...

Ganjiang and Moye were originally one body!

However, very few opponents were worthy of them revealing their true appearance. Nor had any artisan ever been worthy of Ye Xian going to such great lengths...

"Junior, Tide Sound Ye Xian!"

The artisan unsheathed her sword, offering her final greeting to the enemy:

"—Please, Master, give me your pointers!" ===== CHAPTER 243 =====