Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

"Jingyuan, I must return to the Zhu Ming Immortal Ship now. Let Yunli finish participating in the martial arts competition."

"Shence Prefecture," Huai Yan spoke after a long period of contemplation.

Jing Yuan understood immediately. "Don't worry, Elder Yan, I'll have Yan Qing accompany Yun Li. The situation is constantly changing, and someone will surely take advantage of the situation. We need to be prepared."

Huai Yan nodded. "If the alliance makes a decision, all six immortal ships will inevitably be involved."

"Jingyuan accompanied Huaiyan all the way, and saw him off at Xingcha Sea."

"This old man is departing."

"General, you're back."

"Jiaoqiu is brewing a medicinal meal to nourish the general and replenish his energy. Dealing with a Great King of Annihilation is no child's play."

Feixiao sighed, "Alas, this video is good, but it also exposes our plans; the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light."

"Jiaoqiu's stunned eyes suddenly lit up. Why should we follow the video? Change is the eternal theme of the world."

"According to the video's plan, General Feixiao's choice to hunt down Xingxiao will most likely be revealed. So why not do the opposite..."

"General, Huanlong is difficult to find, but it's not impossible. No matter how many clones she has, she weakens with each one she takes in."

"Perhaps we can ask General Yao Guang to perform a divination. Even if we can't find her true form, we can still severely damage her vital energy."

"Jiaoqiu waved his feather fan, and the flames beneath the earthenware pot instantly rose up, then rapidly subsided."

"The Zhu Ming Immortal Boat possesses a method for the coexistence of the year and the sun..."

Chapter 214 The Great Monarch of Annihilation - Iron Tomb

"Dear ladies and gentlemen, and children, the martial arts ceremony is about to begin!"

"Hello everyone, I'm your host, Jimi. I'm very happy to receive the invitation from Luofu Immortal Boat and Miyin."

"On the Jingfeng ship, a snowy owl, wearing a magic hat with a single feather sticking out, was talking eloquently."

"Oh, it's finally starting! I've been waiting forever!"

"Jimi is actually a talking owl, huh? She's kind of cute though."

"Let's get started, I can't wait to see Yan Qingxiaowei."

"A notification sounded in my ear, and I clicked to check. It was... a video sent by Mi Assistant, Little A, asking me to use it as the opening video."

"Let me see: A collection of fables about the starry sky, part two"

"Isn't this the one from the official announcement a few days ago? Never mind, it looks like it contains a lot of information, so let's upload and broadcast it."

"Jimi is adjusting the microphone. Ahem. Friends, let's begin the opening video. A collection of fables about the stars, part two."

"The last time I came to the Jade Palace was hundreds of years ago."

Jingliu leaned against the central pillar, his hands bound.

Jing Yuan stood with one hand on his hip, his back to Jing Liu, his brows slightly furrowed, and there was no trace of joy in his eyes at seeing his master.

Within the dimly lit space, array patterns emitted a fluorescent glow. Data streams appeared and disappeared intermittently, predicting future events as the array patterns changed.

Jing Yuan said solemnly, "Unfortunately, you are not a hero today."

He glanced at Jing Liu out of the corner of his eye, "Putting Feng Rao to his death is just empty talk."

The connecting pattern representing the light of the hexagram is flashing.

Whether your advice is credible or not, the divination array will make its own judgment.

The camera suddenly zoomed in, revealing only Jingliu's figure in the scene, seemingly stepping into the future vision she had described.

"After all, the Immortal Ship has always been particular about..."

"seeing is believing."

The urgent music began, and the black cloth covering the eyes slowly disappeared, revealing the destruction of the world reflected in those blood-red pupils.

Under the aurora, countless stars shattered.

The universe is coming to an end.

"In the future predicted by Yu Zhao, the clarion call of the divine war has already sounded."

The earth is cracking, the black tide is spreading, and the traces of civilization and technology are being tampered with.

Beneath the overwhelming ashes, towering armored figures, each a hundred meters tall, moved slowly across the scorched earth, each step a relentless act of destruction.

Steel behemoths, which should have been buried deep underground, are awakening, following a single command: destruction.

Seele, wielding a long scythe, moved across the battlefield. Bronya gripped her rifle with both hands, aimed, and flashes of light erupted from the muzzle.

As a doctor, Natasha was also forced to go to the battlefield and face the endless waves of steel.

"Seele's hands clenched unconsciously, her nails digging deep into her palms, her knuckles turning pale from the force."

"The old town, the homeland I lived in, and the whole family in Belleburg. This can't be...this can't be...it can't happen, right?"

"Seele, are you alright?" Bronya, of course, also saw this scene: a scorched wasteland, and even through the video, she could smell the gunpowder and blood.

"But as the Great Guardian, she knew she couldn't be cowardly. Bronya took Seele's hands in hers and gently smoothed them down."

"Seele, since it's the future, it can definitely be changed. If all else fails, I'll immediately ask the Star Train for help."

"They've just reconnected with interstellar travel; who can help them? They can't offer enough benefits either."

"Seele gritted her teeth, "I'm still not strong enough. Bronya, I've decided to leave. I have to find a way to improve myself. My friends on the train are good, but I can't rely on them forever."

Bronya looked into Seele's determined eyes. "Are you really sure?"

"Seele took a deep breath. 'I'm sure. Bronya, Belloberg needs you. We're just getting back on track. I can leave, but you can't. Trust me.'"

“I…I believe you will get what you want. The future of Ariello rests on your shoulders.” Bronya took Seele’s left hand.

"Let me show you how everyone is now. And while I'm at it, let's say goodbye..."

Seele nodded emphatically. Although we've kept in touch by phone, she doesn't know when she'll be back.

"Sigh, little Ariello still got caught in the crossfire. Asking Hanabi for the mask back was definitely the right thing to do."

Sambo slowly got up, his head resting on the trash can lid, and watched Seele and the other person walk away.

"I enjoy having fun, but I don't want this place to be destroyed."

[March 7th: This is Ariro, no, it can't be. The future in Mirror Flow's eyes, why is this place being invaded too?]

[Luca: Do we still have a chance?]

[Hook: Honorable members, we can't give up! The Mole Party will protect everyone.]

[Wan Di: How come this scene is so similar to Kuroshio?]

[Kaze Sumire: Does this mean the Kuroshio Disaster also occurs in the outside world, and we're not an exception? Then is there a way to find a way to save the world?]

[That Summer: What exactly is Onfaros hiding? Three intertwined destinies, memories, intellect… the power behind this black tide might just be this final one.]

[Lagus: The situation is spiraling out of control, but they have finally noticed Onpharos.]

[Aglaia: Lord Legus doesn't seem surprised. What are you hiding?]

[Lai Gushi: Sometimes knowing too much isn't a good thing; I'm just an observer.]

"A great king's wish will be fulfilled in the 'Iron Tomb'..."

As the black tide encroached, the starships flying in the sky lost power and crashed one by one, leaving only ruins and billowing smoke on the celestial ships.

Gui Naifen and Bai Lu travel on the fairy boat, trying their best to heal the injured people, but unfortunately, it was just a drop in the ocean.

"The wisdom of a star god will fall into silence."

At the headquarters of Interstellar Peace Corporation, Toppa stood before the cosmic market trend chart, watching helplessly as it was invaded and taken over by a virus-like program.

Even the universe's top firewall couldn't stop it for a moment.

"This is a game of chess between gods..."

Pinocene's core dream pool has also been corrupted and tainted by the virus. The little robot keeps issuing warnings, which are incredibly terrifying.

It attacks all technological things indiscriminately until it destroys itself.

"While putting pieces together to fight back, why not make good use of them to create opportunities?"

The Black Tower space station, orbiting the Azure Star, burst forth with scorching flames, utterly powerless against this technological virus, exploding into dazzling sparks.

The massive space station, as large as a city, broke through the atmosphere, creating ripples in the air.

Upon impact with the ground, it caused devastation, like a meteorite strike.

[Qingque: Why is our Luofu Immortal Ship so unlucky? We just survived the Jianmu Disaster and the Thunderous Chaos... and now we have this technological collapse.]

[Fu Xuan: The Iron Tomb of the Annihilation Monarch, possessing the power of destruction and intellect. If it is him, it's not surprising that he turned technology into a virus, plunging civilization into darkness.]

[Yanqing: Our immortal ship isn't so weak that it can't withstand an attack from a single Annihilation Lord, General.]

[Jing Yuan: This is the future predicted by the Ten Directions Radiant Dharma Realm; it is only one possibility.]

Chapter 215 Möbius Strip

[Aista: Lady Black Tower's space station has also been invaded, as has Azure Star.]

[Black Tower: Interesting, Iron Tomb Lord of Annihilation, you'd better pray you can be successfully reborn. @ScrewGumm @RuanMei @Stephen]

[Screw Gum: Some scholars call it the inverse function of intellect, a process that reverses or inverts all calculation results. But to think it could destroy the god of intellect is like an ant trying to shake a tree.]

[Black Tower: Unless the machine head has calculated the end of the universe, which means it doesn't want to live anymore.]

[Sunday: Even Pinocchio couldn't escape the war of the gods. Sister, you're all I have left; even if it means death, I won't let you suffer the slightest harm.]

[Wanweike: Hey, you're getting distant. You still have me, don't you?]

[Robin: Brother...I am never afraid.]

[Fou: A mere Destruction Lord is this strong? Didn't you say Destruction was the youngest Star God?]

[Fireworks: Youth doesn't equate to weakness. Destruction... just listen to the name.]

"On Sunday, while walking in Pinocchio with a Pipisi, I saw this scene, and his already bewildered eyes became even more sorrowful."

"Little sister, the person I'm most worried about and least want to face right now is you."

"Wanwick shook his head and chuckled, "Thinking about robins again. Don't worry, we don't even know if this video is real, so you might as well have some fun with me."

Pointing his index finger to the stall across the street, he said, "Look, they have robin merchandise over there."

Hearing this on Sunday, he paused for a moment, then instinctively moved forward. "Hello, I'll take them all."

"The stall owner is grinning from ear to ear. Money from the anime and manga world is so easy to make! Miss Robin, you're my goddess! May you become more and more popular, and may I become better and better too."

"While thinking, I worked quickly and efficiently, and soon I had carefully packaged all the merchandise and handed it to Sunday."

"Please take your time, esteemed guest. Seeing how much you like Miss Robin, I'll reluctantly give you a badge for free. It's the most satisfying one I've ever made, purely handmade."

"Sunday slowly unfolds, this is... the scene of my sister's first performance."

"Wanwick leaned closer. "Oh, look how happy the robin was back then, carefree, his eyes full of hopeful anticipation for the future."

On Sunday, I took out a clean white handkerchief and gently wiped it, not letting a single speck of dust escape.

"I will not let the future depicted in the video come true, not only for my sister, but also for those she wants to protect."

"A faint halo appeared behind Sunday, but Vanvik was not fused with him at this time."

Inside the star in Mirror Flow's eyes, it was as if a super energy bomb had been ignited, with dazzling white light bursting out from the core.

Then, countless dazzling colors burst forth.

"The remains of the locusts' 'breeding' have been seized by the Alliance, who intend to slay a god..."

"All you need is the golden blood of the Extinction."

"To prepare for the hunt, we temper our weapons."

At the end of the planet's destruction, the all-knowing sage who could calculate all things slowly emerged.

But what followed was the collapse and annihilation of the divine body. Even the Star God could not stop its invasion, and the red light it emitted illuminated a part of the universe.

He is disintegrating, He is losing his calculations, He is falling.