Chapter 349 Drawing Void Energy into the Furnace, Fighting Poison with Poison

"Beep—Life support system oxygen level is 11 percent."

The piercing electronic synthesized sound echoed continuously inside Chen Ge's helmet. He was panting heavily, his lungs felt like they were being pulled apart by a bellows, and sweat streamed down his forehead and into his eyes, stinging painfully.

"Captain Chen... This is unbelievable! That opening is still sucking!" The vice-captain coughed into the communication channel, the hydraulic joints of the mech creaking under the strain.

Chen Ge squinted and looked ahead through the cracked tactical mask.

The spatial rift that had been forcibly cut open in mid-air was like an industrial-grade water pump running at maximum power. Those void mutated creatures, which were originally menacing and as large as heavy trucks, were now desperately waving their limbs, trying to escape the suction range.

But there's no way to escape it.

The extremely yin, high-dimensional black water was forcibly extracted from the cracks in their shells, transforming into black, reversed waterfalls that surged into the fissures. Deprived of energy support, the monsters' shells rapidly withered and turned gray, brittle in the vacuum like dead tree bark.

"Don't just stand there! Strike while the iron is hot!"

Chen Ge flung aside the broken sword hilt and activated the heavy-duty kinetic energy winch on his right arm. "Squads two and three, use the physical grappling hooks to hold down the big ones! Don't let them escape the siphon range of the crack!"

laugh--!

Dozens of grappling hooks, each dragging a high-strength alloy cable, shot out from the wrists of the Xuanwu armor, plunging deep into the shells of the struggling void monsters. The defense force cultivators gripped the reverse throttle valves of the thrusters, using the weight of the mechs and the power of their engines to forcibly drag the monsters toward the spatial rift.

……

At the same time. Earth, Kunlun "Death Valley".

"Boom!"

The black rocks beneath our feet trembled violently, and pungent white smoke billowed from the crevices.

"Remove the wind pillar! Everyone evacuate to the edge of the sinkhole! Retreat to the safety line!"

Zhao Yi, with his one arm, gripped the microphone of the communications station tightly and roared wildly, the strong wind tearing his voice into fragments.

Dozens of heavy engineering mechs spun wildly backward, crushing the gravel on the ground, and hurriedly retreated.

At the bottom of the sinkhole, the steam was so thick that it couldn't dissolve.

The three-thousand-ton Star Iron main array base had been hammered into the ley line slot perfectly. But the crisis was far from over.

The spatial rift in the sky not only didn't close, but was instead stretched even wider by an invisible hand.

A continuous stream of extremely dark, yin water poured down from the crack, directly onto the base.

Kyoto Joint Control Room.

"Bang!" Lin Feng accidentally knocked over a half-cup of iced tea on the table, and the tea dripped down the gaps between the keyboard.

He didn't even bother wiping it away, his fingers furiously typing on the keyboard: "Professor Wang! The temperature has gone down, and the physical latches are locked tight, but the spiritual pressure threshold has exceeded the limit!"

The data graph on the screen was a deep, purplish-red, and the curve representing energy fluctuations swirled wildly up and down like a madman's electrocardiogram.

"The extremely yin energy from the void matter on the moon is rushing straight into the Kunlun Mountains through the spatial passage!" Lin Feng's voice trembled with tension. "The extreme yin and extreme yang are clashing violently inside the base of the No. 9 cauldron! This doesn't conform to existing formation theories; the star iron material of the base can't withstand this level of fusion reaction, it'll explode!"

Wang Mingyuan braced his hands on the titanium steel tabletop, staring intently at the live Kunlun footage on the screen.

He looked at the white-robed figure standing on the three-thousand-ton base, facing the towering black waterfall, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched violently a few times.

"He didn't close the passage..." Wang Mingyuan muttered to himself, then suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with terrifying bloodshot veins. "No! He's not cooling it down! He's using Cauldron Number Nine as a Taiyi Furnace!"

"What?" The formation expert next to him was stunned.

"The Earth's extreme Yang energy is too intense; even the star iron can't withstand it. The void matter on the far side of the moon is extremely Yin; even the armor can't withstand it." Wang Mingyuan ripped off his tie, pointed at the screen, and said, "He's drawing void energy into the furnace! He's using the void as a quenching fluid and Earth's core magma as fuel! Fighting poison with poison, forcibly tempering the No. 9 Cauldron!"

The bottom of Death Valley.

Black water and magma clashed wildly inside the 3,000-ton base.

"Sizzle—"

The rough industrial welds and cyan array patterns on the surface of the star iron were now emitting an extremely eerie dark purple light. This was the appearance of extreme yang and extreme yin being forcibly fused within an extremely narrow metal lattice.

Gu Qing stood barefoot in the center of the scorching hot base.

The high-pressure steam couldn't even get within three feet of him.

"The fire from the ley lines is intense enough, but it lacks resilience."

Gu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand, and gently plucked the air with his five fingers as if plucking a string on a musical instrument.

On the far side of the moon, 380,000 kilometers away, the siphon force suddenly increased dramatically.

More higher-dimensional entities disintegrated in the vacuum, and the purest Yin essence was forcibly extracted and crashed into the Kunlun sinkhole, crossing dimensions.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of muffled thuds came from inside the base of the No. 9 cauldron, as if an invisible, ten-thousand-ton giant hammer was frantically forging this massive piece of metal.

The impurities inside the star iron were completely forced out under the frenzied crushing of extreme yin and extreme yang, turning into clumps of blackish-gray powder that fluttered down. The originally dark golden surface began to show an extremely deep, mysterious black color, as if it could devour light.

"The spiritual energy circulation is not broken!"

In the control room, Lin Feng stared intently at the scanner. "The metal density of Cauldron No. 9 is increasing exponentially! It's absorbing the physical properties of the void matter into its array patterns!"

Wang Mingyuan gasped for breath, listening to the roar of the server room overload coming through his headphones.

Use the flesh and blood of the enemy to forge a shield to defend against the enemy.

This extremely arrogant weapon-forging method completely overturned the understanding of the Earth Academy of Sciences.

Bottom of Kunlun Tiankeng.

As the last bit of void essence was completely smashed into the base, the array patterns on the No. 9 Cauldron suddenly burst forth with an extremely dazzling purple-gold dual-color light.

The beam of light traveled along the earth's vein grooves and directly penetrated the eight giant cauldrons that had already been placed.

Om-!

A deep, muffled rumble came from the depths of the earth.

Nine beams of light pierced through the stratosphere and intertwined completely in space. On the surface of the atmospheric shield that covered the Earth, a layer of matte gray coating resembling a void monster appeared.

"It's done!" Zhao Yi slammed his fist on the steel plate of the mecha at the edge of the cliff, his voice hoarse.

But Gu Qing did not stop.

He slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky above Death Valley.

The once clear Kunlun Mountains had darkened without anyone noticing.

It wasn't dark clouds obscuring the sun, but rather an extremely thick, destructive, lead-gray cumulonimbus cloud that was frantically gathering around the No. 9 cauldron.

"Sizzle..."

The static ionization in the air spiked instantly. Zhao Yi and the engineers on the cliff edge all had their hair stand on end, and tiny blue arcs of electricity flickered on the communication antennas on their mechs.

On the screen in the main control room, the meteorological monitoring radar lit up with a glaring red spot.

"Professor Wang, an abnormal discharge phenomenon has occurred in the atmospheric ionosphere above Kunlun!" the meteorologist shouted, his headphones filled with the piercing sound of static interference. "A super-large thunderstorm is forming!"

Wang Mingyuan stared at the screen, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

"That wasn't an ordinary thunderstorm."

At the bottom of the sinkhole, Gu Qing faced the fierce wind, looked at the thick tribulation clouds above his head, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

This industrial artifact, which combines two extreme energies and has a total mass of 24 million tons, has completely surpassed the tolerance limit of the physical rules of this world.

"I'll borrow your tribulation lightning."

Gu Qing pointed his finger to the sky with one hand, forming a sword shape.

"Screw the last array pattern shut!"