Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 429 Three Thousand Feet

"God of Rules, come and fight!"

These five words were displayed on a mirror surface spanning 10 billion square kilometers, written in human language.

"Get out of the way!" the will of the stars roared.

"It's just an extension of cosmic consciousness parasitizing the God of Rules. What are you so arrogant about?" A majestic ripple spread across the vast mirror surface.

"You know me?" the Star Will asked in confusion.

“I see everything clearly, and besides…” the mirror sneered.

"Understanding a speck of dust is not difficult."

"You're asking for death!" The will of the star manifested a personified anger.

"Let's see what they've got. Let me see what kind of storms the Stellar Will, which is an extension of the Thinker's thoughts and makes the Black Forest Gods tremble at the mere mention of it, can stir up in the inner universe."

Mirror began with 'blues', followed by layers of 'silver' and 'grey' music. Unlike his leisurely approach when facing the silicon-based empire fleet, Mirror went all out against the strongest enemy in history.

The mirror's profound understanding of the universe gave birth to this cosmic symphony, in which countless invisible mirrors of space are generated, shattered, and regenerated layer upon layer around the will of the stars.

However, it is almost impossible to break through this God of Rules controlled by the will of the stars with just the notes formed by the interweaving of space. The moment all the spatial waves hit the God of Rules, they were distorted into part of it by the infinite curvature.

The mirror reflected the image of the God of Rules without any loss of quality or distortion. As the mirror tilted slightly, even more 'notes' shot out.

The entire universe has become almost a concert of mirrors.

The countless fragments of space began to refract, deflect, and distort each other.

"I know the will of the stars, but does anyone know who this God of Rules is?" the mirror asked from its other side.

Li Bai looked at the god of rules that was constantly moving around in the music field: "I gave it a name, Three Thousand Feet."

A question mark popped up on the mirror.

Li Bai wrote: "The waterfall plunges three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way were falling from the ninth heaven."

Two question marks appeared on the mirror.

Li Bai pointed to the God of Rules, surrounded by countless solidified photons and reflecting the dazzling Milky Way amidst the surging waves of space, and said, "Its curvature horizon flows with a stream of light that is exactly three thousand feet long. Don't you think it's quite fitting to see it cascading down in a musical field?"

The mirror seemed thoughtful: "You have a knack for naming things."

"You flatter me." Li Bai escaped into a higher dimension, and when he reappeared, he had already leaped out of the mirror, transforming into a streak of light and piercing through.

Due to the nature of its materials, the sharp eleven-dimensional immortal sword was almost unaffected by the infinite curvature space. Faced with this energy god who could harm even a god of rules, the will of the stars had no choice but to parry.

In order to better stop Li Bai, this God of Rules also transformed into human form. The moment his infinitely curved hands clasped together, the Curvature Singularity Bomb rushed towards Li Bai.

Li Bai forged ahead relentlessly.

The two sides exchanged hundreds of thousands of blows within two or three seconds, ultimately ending with Li Bai temporarily retreating. However, he also managed to inflict damage, provoking the wrath of the Star Will.

The Absolute Rigid Body is the only one that has actually collided with this 'Three Thousand Feet' and can sense that the other party is full of those rules. It looks at the battlefield between Li Bai and the God of Rules and says to the mirror: "Musician, as it stands, Three Thousand Feet has the properties of a black hole and can only be described by mass, charge, and angular momentum. This also means that any attack that is not mass, charge, or angular momentum is meaningless."

Li Bai's eleven-dimensional immortal sword attacks utilize both 'mass' and 'angular momentum,' thus achieving some effect. The absolute rigid body serves as a reminder to the mirror that its music only has a restraining effect, dealing zero damage.

An absolutely rigid body: "Infinite curvature, infinite density, Planck temperature, conservation of entropy, and energy density. In other words, it is bound by at least five rules. The only good news is that its total mass-energy is limited, roughly equivalent to that of an intermediate-mass black hole."

After a moment's thought, the mirror played another climax.

The forward momentum of Three Thousand Feet suddenly became sluggish. The will of the stellar clearly could not fully control this god of rules, so it could only let Three Thousand Feet carry out its instinctive impact. It was as if it had fallen into a boundless maze of mirrors, where every direction was infinitely reflected. The absolute straight-line motion based on the singularity rule was also forcibly distorted into a messy zigzag line by the mirrors.

"If the damage is zero, then it is zero. Being able to restrain them is enough." The music in the mirror gradually became more urgent.

While the music couldn't actually trap it, it greatly slowed down its movement.

After the interweaving of the 'Silver and Blue Aria' ended, the 'Re-tune' rhythm, with its extremely heavy spatial scale, rolled up and superimposed the original three-dimensional space, ultimately forming an eleven-dimensional musical hammer that smashed down.

"What a beautiful piece!"

Li Bai imitated the scene in a human movie, and the light of the Azure Lotus Sword rose again. Countless strands of sword energy, as thin as silk, followed the spatial folds created by the smashed mirror, and poured into the infinite curvature of three thousand feet like mercury spilling onto the ground.

Soon, sword marks bearing the inscription "poetry" were forcibly left on that nearly perfect body of three thousand feet.

But this trace was quickly destroyed by its own curvature.

The regular pentahedron completely abandons the human form, transforming into a geometric storm that is constantly multiplying and rotating.

Countless pentagons, quadrilaterals, and triangles combine and separate at the speed of light.

Clumps of eleven-dimensional hypercubic cells, hyperpositive sixteen-cell cells, and hyperpositive twenty-four-cell cells tumbled inside and out, forcibly appearing in the three-dimensional universe with an eleven-dimensional spatial structure, and then rolled toward the three thousand feet.

Although the hyperdimensional geometry was crushed by the singularity attribute of the God of Rules with each impact, the regular pentahedron did not stop. The broken geometric structure was instantly reassembled, once again presenting an infinitely tumbling posture, constantly crashing onto the three thousand feet above.

Three gods attack together!

Absolute rigid bodies do not possess the same brilliant techniques as the three gods.

They are barbarians!

Barbarians have their own barbarian methods.

This cosmic dump truck, with unparalleled momentum, traversed space and crashed into them.

This cube disappears into higher-dimensional space and reappears from the three-dimensional universe, each time appearing precisely on the critical path where the Three Thousand Feet tries to break through the blockade of the Three Gods.

Using its "absolute rigidity" as a rule, it repeatedly rammed and sent flying this invincible rule god.

We're all masters of the rules, so who's afraid of whom!

The role played by an absolutely rigid body is far greater than that of all the other gods combined.

The combined efforts of the three energy gods and the absolute rigid body were exquisite. Each of them used their strengths to engage in guerrilla warfare, managing to keep this terrifying rule god stuck in place.

This even gave Li Bai the illusion that they could win.

After all, as long as the absolute rigid body persists long enough, sooner or later he will be able to deal a billion points of "-1" damage with the eleven-dimensional immortal sword and wear down his opponent.

(End of this chapter)