Chapter 346 Eight Cauldrons Take Their Place

Mount Tai, Jade Emperor Peak.

This majestic mountain, which has witnessed thousands of years of Chinese imperial legends of the Fengshan ceremony, has now been forcibly leveled by extremely violent heavy industry. Dozens of heavy psionic tunnel boring machines have hollowed out the interior of the mountain, reaching the main ley line beneath the earth's crust, which is churning with violent spiritual pressure.

"Descent! Hard to port! Tighten the number three tow rope!"

The commander-in-chief's voice was hoarse from shouting, and accompanied by the piercing static of the microphone on the communication channel, a kilometer-long anti-gravity transport ship hovering in mid-air was slowly lowering a hexagonal module weighing three hundred tons into the abyss.

Bottom of the pit.

The colossal steel cauldron, towering 1,500 meters high, is already taking shape. Its dark golden surface, covered with dense array patterns resembling a dried-up riverbed, awaits final completion.

"It can't be suppressed any longer! The earth's spiritual pressure is skyrocketing!"

An engineering soldier stared intently at the tablet that was frantically issuing alarms, his voice filled with terror.

The earth vein that had been forcibly carved open below, feeling the pressure from the massive object above, began to surge upwards in a frenzied manner. This wasn't molten lava at high temperatures, but rather extremely pure and violent earth-evil energy!

The visible bluish-black airflow transformed into a tangible column of wind, slamming into the 300-ton module that was being hoisted down like a high-pressure water jet.

crunch--

The thick alloy traction rope stretched taut, emitting a teeth-grinding metallic tearing sound. The three-hundred-ton iron lump swayed violently in mid-air, unable to fall into the designated slot.

"Tolerance deviation of 0.05 millimeters! If this continues, the impact will be too great, and the dovetail groove will break off!" The crane operator was so anxious on the radio that he kept hitting the control lever.

This isn't building blocks; it's an extremely precise meshing of patterns. Even a misalignment of 0.01 millimeters can cause the entire circuit to short-circuit.

"Kunlun Formation! Suppress this evil trend!"

Thirty Golden Core stage sword cultivators on all sides of the pit opened their eyes simultaneously.

Without further ado, thirty flying swords were unsheathed simultaneously.

They directly inverted the sword formation, and in an extremely tyrannical manner wove their divine sense and sword energy into a huge, invisible net, which they then slammed down on the surging pillar of earthly evil energy below!

"town!"

Thirty Golden Core cultivators roared in unison, their violent true essence surging at the bottom of the pit, forcefully suppressing the earth vein wind pressure that was about to overturn the heavy truck by two meters.

"Now! Cut the leash!"

The commander-in-chief roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Clang!

The alloy lock in mid-air detached instantly. Using its gravitational potential energy, the 300-ton module pierced through the eye of the storm suppressed by the sword formation and slammed into the base.

A dozen or so heavy engineering mechs around them simultaneously spewed out exhaust flames, their robotic arms firmly pressed against the edge of the module.

"Advance! Kill it!"

Click.

A crisp, perfectly sealed metallic clang rang out amidst the whistling wind.

The physical latches, with a tolerance of less than 0.01 millimeters, lock instantly under the force of gravity and the thrust of the mech.

It was like turning off the main power switch in the dark.

The moment the module made physical contact with the cauldron, its previously dull surface suddenly lit up with an extremely complex layer of cyan array patterns. This light, as if alive, spread wildly downwards along the steel joint, eventually connecting completely with the turbulent earth veins at the bottom of the pit, forming a perfect closed loop.

Om-!

The suppressed earthly evil energy instantly found an outlet, soaring into the sky along the array patterns inside the giant cauldron, transforming into a cyan beam of light with a diameter of over a hundred meters. It smashed through the clouds above the Jade Emperor Peak with extreme dominance and pierced straight into outer space!

"Cauldron No. 1, Mount Tai node, closed loop complete! Spiritual pressure stable intervention!"

The engineers' hoarse roars drowned out all the mechanical noise.

……

Earth. 700 meters underground in Kyoto, in the joint control room.

On the large screen, in the azure blue holographic projection of the Earth, the red dot representing Mount Tai instantly turned into an extremely dazzling cyan-green, and a visible energy shield prototype rippled outwards.

"good!"

Lin Feng slammed his fist on the keyboard, so excited that his glasses flew off his nose.

Wang Mingyuan stared intently at the beam of light that had appeared. His bloodshot eyes held little elation, only extreme calm.

He grabbed his tactical water bottle and gulped down a mouthful of strong tea, his fingers swiping rapidly across the screen.

"Changbai Mountain node, progress report!"

"This is the Changbai Mountain front line. Base number seven has been installed. The engineering mechs are currently performing the final one hundred module matrix docking."

The communication channel was filled with the sound of a blizzard howling. "But the extremely yin magnetic field here is too strong! The extremely yang array patterns on the star iron module have triggered a physical effect of like poles repelling each other! The magnetic repulsion has pushed the module off course by 0.02 millimeters! The latches won't engage!"

The conflicting array patterns of the cultivation materials created a deadly magnetic shield at the microscopic physical level, effectively blocking the last remaining gap in the connection.

"If it's rejected, then forcibly neutralize it!" Wang Mingyuan's voice was as cold and hard as iron.

Changbai Mountain Tianchi (Heavenly Lake).

The previously frozen lake surface has been completely blasted open.

A colossal cauldron, a thousand meters tall, stood amidst the icy snow. Dozens of mechs spewed eerie blue flames, their mechanical arm engines groaning from overload, yet they couldn't budge it into the tiny gap in the magnetic field.

"Kunlun disciples, heed my command!"

The Nascent Soul stage elder of Kunlun stationed here drew his longsword amidst the blizzard.

"Form the Blazing Sun Formation! Temporarily neutralize the extremely yin magnetic field of this land!"

Without any hesitation, dozens of Kunlun Golden Core sword cultivators crashed directly into the connection point of the cauldron.

They pressed their hands firmly against the surface of the star iron, pouring their extremely domineering Golden Core True Fire from their Qi Seas into it without reservation. The powerful pure Yang spiritual pressure, like a red-hot blade, brutally shattered the extremely Yin magnetic barrier surging from the earth's veins.

"Magnetic field eliminated... the latch is sliding in!" The engineer stared intently at the micrometer on the screen.

Click.

With a final, crisp click, the module snapped shut, sealing itself perfectly. The earth's spiritual energy instantly flowed through.

The second beam of cyan light shot straight into the starry sky from the snow-capped mountain peak in the northeast!

"Calligraphy No. 2, in place!"

……

That night, the earth trembled.

This is a heavy industry miracle built with steel and the will to fight back against all odds.

One after another, heavy-duty tracked vehicles were driven to the point of being scrapped on the highway, their tires catching fire.

One after another, engineering soldiers and Golden Core cultivators collapsed at the assembly site due to exhaustion of their spiritual sense and true essence, and were carried off the front line. Then, the next batch of reservists took their place with red eyes.

On the large screen in the control room, bluish-green dots were lighting up one after another with an extremely persistent rhythm.

"The No. 3 cauldron, the Chengdu node, is now in place!"

"The fourth cauldron, located at the Zhongnan Mountain node, has been positioned!"

"Cauldron No. 5..."

Each time a point of light illuminates, an extremely thick cyan array of light patterns appears on the Earth's surface in the holographic projection. These light curtains intertwine and splice together in the stratosphere, forcibly reinforcing the originally fragile atmosphere into a heavy shield that even higher-dimensional vision cannot easily penetrate.

"Professor Wang, urgent message from Guanghan Base."

The adjutant strode over and handed over a tactical report.

"The Black Gate has stopped siphoning energy; its physical expansion has reached the lunar crust's bearing limit, and it may explode completely at any moment."

Wang Mingyuan looked at the eight points of light that had already lit up on the holographic projection.

Eight beams of light piercing through the heavens and earth have formed a basic energy network covering 80 percent of the human settlement area.

"Tell Chen Ge that eight lighthouses have been lit up on Earth."

Wang Mingyuan took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the last and largest red dot on the map.

The ancestral lineage of Kunlun.

"Only one cauldron remains. Nine times nine equals one; once the ninth cauldron falls, this tortoise shell will be completely welded shut."

Wang Mingyuan grabbed the communicator and switched directly to the command channel at the Kunlun front.

"Zhao Yi! Progress on Cauldron Nine!"

Instead of a report, what came through the communicator was a chilling sound of the earth tearing apart, and the explosive sound of heavy armor being forcibly crushed, accompanied by Zhao Yi's hoarse roar.

"Professor Wang... we can't get down! We can't get down this lump of iron!"

The screen instantly switched to the live feed of the Kunlun node.

Everyone's breath caught in their throats at that moment.

In the image, the base of the "Kyushu Main Array Eye," weighing three thousand tons, is currently suspended above the abyss.

It did not fall.

It wasn't that the crane couldn't hold it up; rather, it was being held aloft by a terrifying force.

"The placement of the first eight cauldrons has forced all the pressure emanating from the Earth's veins to the Kunlun Ancestral Vein!"

Zhao Yi screamed hoarsely in the howling wind, his light armor creaking under the strain.

"The Earth's psychological pressure is surging! The reverse thrust at the bottom of the crater is too strong!"

"The base is floating! No matter how many mechs are used to press it down, no matter how hard the Golden Core sword cultivator tries to suppress it, it simply can't be forced into the earth vein slot!"

Wang Mingyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

On the large screen, the formation stress map representing the Kunlun node had turned into a glaringly white expanse.

With the first eight lids forcibly closed, Earth, this giant pressure cooker, has trapped all its energy in the last outlet.

That materialized earthly spiritual pressure had completely overridden the laws of gravity, holding the three-thousand-ton star iron module in mid-air, like a fountain supporting a table tennis ball.

The locking clips, under this terrifying reaction force, were emitting a mournful cry as if they were about to break.