Chapter 1925 - 989: Messing Around with It!

From ancient times, the routine of the 'weak' defeating the 'strong' has been nothing more than this.

Don't let others lead you; actively use your longest plank to compare against others' shortest. Use every means to pull your opponent to a level as dim-witted as yourself, then defeat them through your abundant experience!

Taia is the same.

Its principle is rooted in the most fundamental [Anchor], yet its effect extends beyond.

If the original effect of [Anchor] is like a breakwater blocking external storms.

Then, now Taia, once unfolded, everything within its range becomes a temporary island built with countless wave-dissipating concrete blocks.

It relies on reality yet stands independent of all time.

Just like the characteristics it inherently possesses.

Here, there is no past or future, only the present locked and fixed completely!

Referencing the principles of Shadow Sun Seal and Jiedi Law, Ji Jue painstakingly crafted Taia's existence into a Möbius Knot within time, binding it with his own anchor.

Only by doing so can the unique nature of Jiedi Law be maximized, turning Taia's existence into an anchor point independent within space-time.

And the chain of this anchor point has only one link, initially connected and locked onto Ji Jue!

Within the interference range of Crown of Taia, all matter and spiritual substance will be forcefully granted the effect of the anchor, and the intricate connections will tug one to affect the whole.

Regardless of friend or foe!

The true essence of Taia comes precisely from the first part of Ten Discourses of Mozi—[Universal Love, Mutual Benefit]!

It emphasizes sharing blessings and bearing burdens, eating humble pie together, sitting in jail together!

Under Taia's lock, even exerting a little effort will spread throughout Taia's effective range, so much that even slight interference will feel like defying everything within Taia.

If necessary, Ji Jue can even pull in the Doomsday Special Train as ballast!

Forcefully using his own anchor to lock everything within range, severing all changes.

Forcing his own moment to cover reality, any action trying to disturb this will trigger Taia's backlash and suppression.

It renders nonexistent martial arts, and even forbids others from using their martial arts.

Yet the price is that for other Superior and Great Evil beings, Taia's range presents no obstacle at all, easily escapable, without even the need to flee!

In the end, everyone might not even sense it...

But for insects, this seemingly effortless physical boundary crossed on two legs is, in truth, an insurmountable cliff.

Inside Taia, there is no past, no future, only the present independent of reality.

Meaning, once locked by Taia, unless one has mass immense enough to crush Taia and Ji Jue— used as assurance when needed, the Doomsday Special Train, or even more critically, the Central Dispatch Center Ji Jue calls upon— otherwise, it'll be trapped like a meteor in the capture area within the Schwarzschild radius, unable to escape.

No path to the future, no door to the past, after losing unique mobility beyond time, one can only remain in the 'now'.

And face off against a craftsman ready for a cage battle!

The more malicious point is that before this, there's not even a way to prepare!

Taia itself is a blind spot right under insects' noses; unless Ji Jue actively reveals and demonstrates Taia's existence, for insects accustomed to looking to the past and future, it's invisible, seemingly nonexistent...

All Ji Jue needs is to set up his stake and wait for the rabbit to crash into it!

As the saying goes, prepare for the enemy broadly.

Ji Jue doesn't plan for Taia to handle everything, but even if its effect lasts only for a moment, that's sufficient to bring stories unfit for broadcast on TV through his tools like the Pan Ying multiplied value of 2,400, electricity casting Zanlu, Evil Demon transformed Chun Jun, and others!

Now, using these insects' fetal deaths, he experiments slightly, having collected preliminary data, Ji Jue lazily calls a whistle, waving to his rear.

Suddenly, an especially plump and heavy Peace Cat waddles its stubby legs, carrying a big jar, stepping out from the crowd.

Ahead, Peace Cats wielding spears open up to each side, leaving the center-standing fat cat raising a stick with a small flame burning at its tip toward the group of moths erratically flying.

Called Central Earth Nightmare, Trench Warfare Executioner, Quick Crematorium, Human Self-Destruct Device: refined Fuel Element jet!

Boom!!!

With a blend of potent materials, Fuel Element mixes with Mercury, sprays out, flames like a raging dragon engulf countless moths, regardless of their struggle, escape.

All burn to ashes.

Strangely though, even now, despite countless moths turned to dust, no grains of Time Sand fall from midair.

Until Ji Jue leads the Meow Meow Team through the hallway, chasing to the corridor's end.

On the ceiling is a giant sludge egg like a wasp hive!

Even now, continually swelling and contracting, wriggling moths crawl out one after another, endless.

Amidst the fierce blaze, the giant egg twitches intensely, flickers continuously, yet cannot withstand Taia's pressure, burning repeatedly, only to be reborn once again.

Until ultimately, it completely collapses.

Within the shattering giant egg, an unformed moth covered in slime utters its last scream, burned entirely to ash.

Die!

At the same time, all the other fleeing moths were annihilated, as if they never existed.

They indeed never existed in this world.

Now, they're just returning to their original void.

By now, Ji Jue finally realized how wise the Border Hell Layer's decision to temporally freeze the drifters was... because all along the way, the countless moths he saw were actually all the same one!

Due to the Border Hell Layer's seal, the insect's eggs couldn't hatch, all becoming dead fetuses. Thus, this one insect that should have been born smoothly could only continuously repeat the cycle of breaking the egg and being nurtured within the egg.

The moths that covered the sky were just future shadows summoned by its instincts in the womb. Each moth was a by-product of its attempt to be born, ultimately impossible to actualize.

As soon as it was captured by the gravity of the Well and thrown into the Border Hell Layer, the outcome was already destined.

Such a close-to-success dead fetus brought Ji Jue no longer scattered Time Sand.

But a fist-sized hollow stone shell.

Like a broken egg, some spherical mineral with a crystal-like texture, radiant flashes flowing among countless prisms.

Through the cracks in the darkness, numerous bizarre compound eyes could be seen opening and closing faintly.

Good stuff!

Ji Jue beamed with joy, already calculating in his mind how to make use of it.

Although the materials of the Shadow Sun type often have endless troubles, can't I just shirk responsibility? This kind of material with a natural self-replicating trait, combined with Mutated Transformation, can produce quite a lot of good things.

Take, for example, a self-destruct bomb that can be used infinitely?

The very idea is exhilarating!

But before that, I need to dig the stone fetus out of Beagle's mouth...

Thank goodness it's big, too big to swallow, otherwise Ji Jue would have to shove his hand into the throat and fumble around. After quite a bit of effort, he pried the dog's mouth open, under Beagle's indignant glare, stuffing the fallen piece into his own pocket.

"This isn't tasty, it's hard, not chewable. Next time, I'll drop some steamed buns for you, okay?"

"Werwerwer!"

Beagle jumped madly, its cries growing louder and louder, its little mouth not very clean.

Dirty or not, no matter, I can't understand it anyway.

Just treat it as background noise!

Mind you, after getting used to it, this voice actually became somewhat invigorating.

The saying goes, sharpening the axe doesn't delay the cutting of firewood.

After a day's delay, with the addition and suppression of Taia, Ji Jue, along with the Meow Meow Team, swept through most of this layer, taking care of the previously marked major threat dead fetuses all at once, feeling totally refreshed.

And the next goal is ultimately placed on the most formidable threat to him in this Border Hell layer.

Root of Death!

"Hmm, just about, the last big drifter on this layer is all that's left."

The dispatcher, pretending, pulled out a map and glanced at it, "Once this is solved, the rest will be negligible."

The rumbling sounds continued to echo.

As the dispatcher folded the map in hand, this Border Hell layer shook violently, the walls, floor, and dome contracting like a phantom.

As the map was folded, it instantly shrank by three-quarters.

The Border Hell Layer serves as a buffer for the entire Central Station. Though capacity hasn't reached the alert line yet, one can't underestimate a buffer; when trouble hits, that inch might be crucial.

And the presence of the Root of Death is already in sight.

Once again gazing at the grotesque and knotted mutant-tree remnant, Ji Jue felt invigorated.

He laughed loudly.

"This time, you are the challenger!"

"...I'd suggest you just say that directly to its face if you have the guts," sighed the dispatcher in the mural, shaking his head to remind him, "Yelling tough words from eight hundred li away isn't considered brave."

"No rush!"

Ji Jue cocked his mouth, an evil smile, "Let's toy with it a bit!"

He raised his hand, estimating the distance between himself and the Root of Death, then after taking two steps forward, he bent down to draw a line on the ground.

Then, waving to the back.

He whistled.

Suddenly, amidst the roaring noise, the construction cats, who had been trailing at the end of the group, lit up their eyes, energetically carrying various prefab components, rushing up to start working.

Thus, under the dispatcher's hesitant expression, on-site casting began!