“Who goes there?!” As the four words left her lips, her murderous intent filled the boundaries, and even the starlight dimmed because of it.
Space was dead silent.
It was as if that high-and-mighty word, “Retreat,” had never spoken.
Su Jinxue flicked her wrist, and the Xiyue Sword slid back into its sheath.
The Extreme Cold Frost Law that had frozen the surrounding space dissipated, turning into specks of ice crystals that melted into the void.
She turned her head, her bare feet lightly stepping on the void, and cast her gaze on Zhang Mingyuan beside her.
Zhang Mingyuan raised the back of his hand and roughly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
His chest heaved as he inhaled a breath of void energy, forcibly suppressing the surging blood within his body.
He cupped his hands around his mouth, channeling the majestic Red Dust Immortal energy in his body to project his voice.
“What the hell? I'm a local! Why are you locking me out?!”
The sound waves, infused with the pressure of a Red Dust Immortal, turned into physical ripples that surged toward the blue planet ahead.
The waves crashed against the invisible barrier, rippling outward like pebbles thrown into a lake.
Then, like a clay ox entering the sea, they dissolved into nothingness.
Still, there was no response.
Zhang Mingyuan grew anxious.
His parents were right below, and his home was right in front of him. How could he let an invisible wall block his path?
He took a step forward, traversing a distance of ten thousand feet, and drew close to the invisible barrier.
He raised his right arm and clenched his fist.
The laws of annihilation wrapped around his knuckles, warping the surrounding cosmic space with such force that it created a bizarre sense of collapse.
It felt as if, in the next instant, everything would suddenly return to nothingness.
“Open up for me!” (screamingatthetopofhislungs.jpg)
He threw a punch.
Bang!
A dull impact boomed through space, shattering the surrounding meteorites into fine dust.
The barrier didn't budge.
A counterforce several times stronger than his own punch surged back along his arm.
The bones in Zhang Mingyuan's right arm creaked under the immense strain.
Gritting his teeth, he reached back and drew the Dog Slaughterer Sword.
The broad, dark-red blade erupted with a blinding crimson light. Pushing the laws of annihilation to their absolute limit, he compressed a world-destroying power into the edge of the blade and slashed down furiously at the barrier.
Clang!
The blade struck the barrier, sending blinding sparks flying.
The backlash hit him like a mountain-toppling wave.
Zhang Mingyuan was sent flying, tumbling repeatedly through the weightless void of space, nearly thrown right out of the Solar System.
He stabilized his body, his blood surging violently. Feeling a sweet taste in his throat, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.
He was completely dumbfounded.
A majestic Red Dust Immortal, the peak combat power of the Xuanling Realm, couldn't even enter the atmosphere of a planet devoid of spiritual energy?
Su Jinxue lightly tapped her toes against the void, turning into a streak of white light as she appeared behind Zhang Mingyuan.
She placed both hands against his back, converting her Extreme Cold Frost Law into gentle immortal energy, continuously funneling it into his body to help him soothe his turbulent blood.
“Don't rush.”
Su Jinxue's voice was gentle.
“Brute force won't work. Let's think of another way.”
Zhang Mingyuan hung his head, letting Su Jinxue heal him.
After a few breaths,
he raised his head.
The anxiety, urgency, and his usual goofy demeanor vanished in an instant.
In their place was an air of absolute coldness, absolute wisdom, and absolute rationality.
His eyes turned into two dark, bottomless wells, devoid of any ripples.
His facial features tightened, radiating an almost inhuman detachment.
Seeing him like this, Su Jinxue was slightly taken aback.
She rarely saw Zhang Mingyuan with this expression.
Standing suspended in space, Zhang Mingyuan locked his gaze on the invisible barrier ahead.
“This barrier doesn't contain any offensive laws.”
He spoke, his voice so flat it carried no inflection whatsoever.
“It possesses a purely exclusionary attribute.”
Su Jinxue listened quietly.
“Blue Star is a place devoid of spiritual energy.”
Zhang Mingyuan raised his right hand, a small orb of annihilation energy condensing at his fingertips.
“As Red Dust Immortals, the level of energy we carry inside us far exceeds the limits of what this planet can withstand.”
With a flick of his finger, he sent the orb of immortal energy flying toward the barrier.
The moment the immortal energy touched the barrier, it was silently neutralized once again.
“If we compare Blue Star to a fragile glass cup, then the two of us are two blocks of red-hot profound iron.”
Zhang Mingyuan analyzed methodically.
“If we force our way in, the physical laws of Blue Star will completely collapse, and the entire planet will disintegrate in an instant.”
Su Jinxue looked thoughtful. “So you mean this barrier isn't a man-made array?”
“Yes and no.”
“This is the self-preservation mechanism of Blue Star's underlying rules.”
“It is repelling high-dimensional energy bodies to prevent a low-dimensional world from being burst by high-dimensional power.”
Placing his hands behind his back, his mind raced.
“If we want to go in, we only have two paths.”
“First, suppress our cultivation to lower our energy fluctuations to the level of ordinary mortals, bypassing the perception of the rules.”
“Second, find a loophole in the rules and disguise our energy, simulating the physical frequency native to Blue Star.”
Hearing these novel terms, Su Jinxue associated them with the cultivation world's theory of “suppressing one's realm to evade heaven's secrets” and couldn't help but nod.
Her man's brain really was incredibly sharp.
This analysis was perfectly logical, striking right at the heart of the issue.
“Then how do we disguise our 'frequency'?” Su Jinxue asked.
Zhang Mingyuan was about to speak and continue explaining his profound theory.
Suddenly, a voice rang out abruptly in their ears.
“Alright, cut the crap. Look at you, you've almost got your wife completely confused.”
The voice sounded old, filled with casual playfulness and mockery.
Zhang Mingyuan snapped his head up.
His gaze pierced through space, locking onto the direction of the voice.
The moment he saw the newcomer's face, his eyes widened, and his entire body froze on the spot.
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