Chapter 1659 - 1655: Destruction

Chapter 1659: Chapter 1655: Destruction

When they realized something was wrong, it was already very wrong; they felt as though they were facing the Silver Ring alone.

The formation of the four seemed broken, each falling into a realm of fighting separately.

The murmuring sounded like an ocean, like a great wave, becoming more rapid and powerful.

The Silver Ring was the same, like overlapping tides, each wave stronger than the last.

Lately, they’ve been powerless to pursue the gaunt middle-aged man, struggling just to cope with the Silver Ring.

Even so, they felt they could not block the Silver Ring at any time and might suffer heavy injuries.

Chu Zhiyuan appeared on a mountain summit a mile away, observing the situation here.

He looked up at the vast and magnificent giant tower, feeling puzzled.

If this was merely a projection, what exactly was the gaunt middle-aged man busy with?

Judging by the gaunt middle-aged man’s demeanor, he seemed to be performing secret techniques of sacrificial refining, appearing to make progress.

Could he really succeed in refining the projection of the Taixu Tower?

This isn’t a projection?

He looked up, focusing with clear eyes, while circulating the Taixu True Scripture.

After a moment, he began to ponder.

The giant tower on the jade pendant differs from the one seen with the Divine Eye.

The giant tower seen with the Divine Eye is not a mere phantom, but a true giant tower.

The tower is surrounded by abnormal power, distorting the light, indistinguishable without the Divine Eye.

The tower surface is covered with bizarre patterns, like clusters of flowers climbing all over it.

Some flowers’ petals are thick, some sparse, forming dense or thin patterns, intertwined, beautiful and mysterious.

Chu Zhiyuan judged that one of the sources of the giant tower’s power is these patterns.

Streams of light shuttle through the patterns, like currents of electricity flickering.

But despite being so real, specific, clear, and strong, it still gives him a feeling that it’s a projection of the Taixu Tower.

Especially upon seeing its true appearance, it’s identical to the Taixu Tower in his memory.

He immediately thought of the Heavenly Sword.

Is this giant tower similar to the existence of the Emperor’s Sword?

If truly refined by the gaunt middle-aged man successfully, it indeed causes trouble.

But fundamentally, is the relationship between this giant tower and Taixu Tower what he guessed?

If truly refined, will it invite backlash from the Taixu Tower, even an attack from the Divine Race?

Before confirming this, he won’t rashly attempt to refine.

A Flying Knife quietly flew into the air, approaching the giant tower.

He wanted to use the Flying Knife as a clone to personally experience the power of this giant tower.

As soon as the Flying Knife approached the giant tower, within ten meters, it crumbled into dust with a crisp "pop."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

It was like a needle piercing his occipital region, causing mild sharp pain.

Not only was the Flying Knife destroyed, but the spiritual attached to it was also annihilated.

Under normal circumstances, even if the Flying Knife was destroyed, the spirit attached to it would not be.

His current spirit is resilient, far exceeding imagination, even just a strand of spirit, pure and tough as steel wire, hard to destroy.

Yet the tower’s power easily destroyed it, demonstrating its might.

The gaunt middle-aged man dodging Zeng Yun and the others suddenly turned his head to look over.

His gaze shot like cold lightning toward Chu Zhiyuan.

He saw only emptiness, nothing at all.

Chu Zhiyuan had already moved from his original position, appearing on another mountain summit.

He did not continue to approach the giant tower, instead moving away.

A golden seal had appeared in his hand.

This gaunt middle-aged man was indeed extremely formidable, not only having reached the Eighth Transition Realm but possessing Miracle Techniques.

Especially skilled at sacrificial refining techniques, faintly about to complete refining the giant tower, transforming it into his own.

If he didn’t act, relying on Zeng Yun and the others’ abilities, they couldn’t possibly stop him.

Delaying any longer, the gaunt middle-aged man might complete the refinement.

By then, with the giant tower at his command, even Chu Zhiyuan would struggle against its edge.

So he had no choice but to act.

Thinking this, he no longer hesitated, sending the golden seal as a golden light shooting toward the giant tower.

The gaunt middle-aged man’s cold-eyed gaze again turned to Chu Zhiyuan, still seeing only emptiness.

Chu Zhiyuan once again evaded his sight, preventing discovery.

Despite the golden light shooting out, the gaunt middle-aged man’s face was grim as he muttered louder.

The four struggling faces were pale, their movements slowing as if trapped in mire.

The Silver Ring left them, came to his side, hovering and rotating slowly above his head.

At a glance, it seemed to protect him.

"Ding..."

The golden seal struck the giant tower, emitting a clear ringing.

The clear ringing brought Zeng Yun and the others a jolt, their spirits suddenly cleared.

The muttering instantly weakened, and the four immediately reestablished contact.

"Change formation!"

The handsome middle-aged man shouted sharply.

The four rotated their feet, each changing position, transforming from the Four Symbols Mixed Element Formation to the Four Symbols United Heart Formation.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled slightly.

The golden seal’s collision with the giant tower scattered the spiritual imprints entwined on the tower.

Through the Breaking Spirit Seal, Chu Zhiyuan discovered that the giant tower held not just one spiritual imprint, but several.

This left him perplexed and amazed.

A giant tower with several spiritual imprints, what is this situation?

Belonging concurrently to multiple, not exclusively to a singular?

Does it mean this sacrificial refining method can coexist, not excluding?

He shook his head.

His own method of refining, indeed, is quite domineering, asserting direct exclusivity, never sharing with others.

He then slightly squinted.

If he refined a Spiritual Artifact, he must first erase the spiritual imprints of others before planting his own.

But not the gaunt middle-aged man; he does not erase others’ spiritual imprints.

These several spiritual imprints, are they all this way?

Not seeking exclusivity, capable of sharing.

He can manage the giant tower, and others can manage the giant tower too.

But if both are owners, who among them controls it when they conflict?

He shook his head secretly.

Such circumstances are rare; maybe it’s a matter of whose spirit is stronger, whom the giant tower listens to.

Like himself, with a spirit strong and surpassing others, he fears no one utilizing the giant tower against him.

No matter when, he will be the first choice; if he wants to use it, others cannot, that’s how dominant it is.

If so, non-exclusivity might not be a problem.

Its harm then?

Spiritual imprints could be too close, sensing each other’s presence, each other’s location?

If he truly wishes to seize the Taixu Tower and coexist with the Divine Race’s spiritual imprints, would it ease the conflict slightly?

How many spiritual imprints can the giant tower hold, and the Taixu Tower?

Momentarily, he desired a bit more from the Taixu Tower.

It feels like the Taixu Tower is no longer so out of reach, untouchable.

But the prerequisite is learning this method of refining.

Suddenly, his eyes turned hollow, the Donghuan Saint Technique shining toward the gaunt middle-aged man.

After a moment, he returned to normal.

The gaunt middle-aged man let out an enraged roar, "Damn it!"

Achieved all for naught!

A surge of overwhelming rage rushed to his forehead, transforming into murderous intent.

He turned to glare at Chu Zhiyuan yet again, and still failed to see Chu Zhiyuan.

Then turned to Zeng Yun and the others, transferring murderous intent to them, "All damned—! Die for me—!"

The Silver Ring transformed into silver light, shooting instantly toward the rugged middle-aged man.

"Boom!"

In earth-shattering reverberations, the four were dragged into a straight line, shooting backwards.

The blood arrow they sprayed was bright red in the sunlight, like four streams of rainbow light.

The Silver Ring had accumulated far too much power, now erupting completely with astonishing force.

Even with the protection of the Divine Artifact’s power, they could not withstand this blow.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Zeng Yun is in the First Transition, the remaining three have one in the Sixth Transition, the other two in the Fifth Transition, combining and enhanced through the Divine Artifact, indeed stronger than one at Eighth Transition.

But if this Eighth Transition Spiritual Artifact is extremely formidable, and the secret technique superb, then the current situation stands: the four still cannot suppress him.