RBCT Chapter 1583 811: Perpetual Motion
Chapter 1583 811: Perpetual Motion
The bell rang once more.
The ocean froze, the fierce wind turned still.
Between the dead sea and sky, a tiny figure leaning on a staff, step by step, moved towards the Crack Realm, all alone. As if too old, each step made the body slightly falter, stumbling with every step.
Resting his weight on the ebony cane in his hand.
But for some reason, despite the frail and skinny frame, the insignificant weight paired with the cane striking the ground made the entire present world quiver slightly.
The ocean trembled, mountains echoed, erupting with resounding bell chimes.
Causing the Shadow of You Sui in the far distance to seem faintly disturbed, right in front of this lonely figure.
Elder Anvil's expression slightly changed.
Within the You Sui, one gigantic figure after another faintly appeared, staring intently at the direction of the newcomer, filled with fear, vigilance, and suspicion.
Now, the indisputable strongest craftsman under the Grandmaster of the Association, undoubtedly the ace of the Association, just one step away from the Saintly Realm — the "bell tower"!
As a disciple under the Carrion Eater, over a hundred and ten years ago, he had already risen to the Imperial Elder Council, overseeing the maintenance and operation of the Imperial Axis, acclaimed as the craftsman closest to the pinnacle of power, the uncrowned Dragon of the Empire!
At this moment, merely his entrance, his appearance, already made the entire You Sui feel like facing a great enemy!
"...Now?"
Elder Anvil lifted his gaze: "Rushing to use the decisive ace, isn't it a bit too urgent?"
"The speed is the same, the sooner the better, annoyed."
The Heavenly Furnace propped his chin, unconcerned: "Besides, no one said that the king can't be played at the start, right? Is it that You Sui has no one, dares not to battle?"
"Then let's continue."
Elder Anvil declared, lowering his eyes at his back, soon, among the writhing shadows, countless pale colors like flying snow gathered, forming faint outlines, appearing before the bell tower.
"It's you again, Bai Er."
The bell tower chuckled lightly, seemingly with a sigh: "I remember two hundred years ago, such a scene seemed to occur, back then we stood outside, witnessing side by side...
Now, we must become enemies."
He said: "What a shame."
"Hardly crawled out from the Empire's turtle shell, have you already grown too old indulging in the past, Li Lin?"
Bai Er indifferent: "You dedicated your life for your so-called legacy, your family, severed the Realm of Dragon and Saint for your Empire, to such a level, only left with old bones, yet still want to come out to lament... A century of futility, achieving nothing, have you finally realized it's too late for regret?
Or perhaps, hoping I will consider our old friendship and guide you to a clear path?"
"I'm just lamenting, everything went by really fast...
The aging craftsman sighed softly, "A lifetime, gone in a flash, hurriedly passing by unnoticed. Clearly, my time is still ample, but your time, already running out."
In that moment, he lifted his head, looking at his 'old acquaintance', filled with sympathy and compassion, solemnly bidding farewell.
He said: "Goodbye."
On his aged face covered with wrinkles, silently and invisibly, scales of Illusion Light appeared, like the outline of a Dragon in the mist, only scales and claws.
Causing Bai Er to tremble with anger.
Too late.
Before the words fell, a mighty bell rang, resounding throughout the Crack Realm, even breaking through the realm's blockade, echoing between sea and sky, making the firmament flicker, the ocean boil.
In the blink of an eye, the firmament flickered countless times, the boiling ocean soared to the sky, dancing and trembling in the bell's chime, wailing ceaselessly.
All the spectators, at the moment the bell rang, instinctively held their breath, wanting to retreat.
Craftsmen in Tianshu, instinctively bowed their heads, looking down.
In the crevices of wood on the platform, a wisp of wild grass silently sprouted, then quickly withered, blooms succeeded by decay, within a blink, the platform swayed, rotted and collapsed.
Like the ocean in a moment, millennium years!
That is...
——Heavenly People's Time Wedge · [Eternal Movement]!
Using the Embers Path, blending changes of matter and time, integrating the essence of the Ruins and the Gate of Eternity, constructed into terrifying power.
Ocean and mulberry fields, all things eternally moving.
By one's own immobility, engraving the wear of time, the alternation of years.
In the vast bell chime, within the Crack Realm, in a finger snap millennia... Bai Er's figure was eternally frozen in place, his cracked face still retaining a furious and perplexed expression.
"You... really..."
Li Lin stayed silent, did not utter a word.
Behind him, the silhouette of the bell tower revealed a crack, yet stood tall, overlooking everything.
Thus, no other sound remained.
Bai Er turned to ash and smoke.
The craftsman pursuing the eternal of matter, ultimately became dust and ashes.
In that instant of millennium years, he had already died, leaving only shattered last words doomed to never receive any response.
The last wisp of lingering pale ash rose in the wind, ascending to the sky, heading afar.
"What beautiful sunlight."
Li Lin lifted his head, gazing at the firmament embracing the flying ash, involuntarily, slightly lost in thought: Was the firmament two hundred years ago this bright?
Seemed like it rained, yet seemed sunny.
Can't recall.
Memories have become too vague, time has long changed everything.
No problem, all things eternally moving, as long as there's enough patience, in the changes of ocean and mulberry fields, will finally await similar seasons.
So, the old man continued to wait in place.
Looking at the distant dead silence of the Shadow of You Sui.
He raised his hand.
He said, "The next one!"
No need for an eternal wait, now, everything of the past, reappears in my hands!
.
.
"The next one!"
In the Majestic Hall, Jiang Tongguang's voice echoed urgently: "Quick, quick, quick, no dawdling, time is short—"
Right in front of everyone, a dull gray mirror suddenly rippled, reflecting a scene from afar. As the first person vanished into the shadow of the mirror, the second person charged straight in, followed by the third, the fourth…
The long-awaiting craftsmen, in their designated positions, leapt into the mirror's shadow without hesitation, passing through the narrow gap left for them in a moment of lock disturbance.
Precisely descending from reality, falling into the deepest part of the Vortex.
Lock onto the Valley of Abyss!
"Thanks to the Grandmaster."
When Jiang Tongguang finally walked into the mirror, he nodded to the middle-aged craftsman with graying hair and drooping eyes in front of the mirror: "Thanks for the follow-up as well."
"One hour."
The Plowsmith sighed wearily, "Don't hope for too much, remember, it can last at most one hour, after that, no one will be able to save you."
"No problem."
Jiang Tongguang gave one last smile and plunged into the shadow.
One hour of time?
Whether life or death, it's more than enough!
On the mirror's surface, the last ripple silently dissipated, amidst countless changing rainbow lights, the ferocious shadow beneath the Vortex emerged, and countless scenes interweaved, rushing towards them.
Boom!!!
The moment Ji Jue leaped into the mirror, he felt a familiar fall beginning once more.
Just like when he once fell from the Ancient Temple beyond reality, in that familiar weightlessness, it felt like the air, gravity, and everything he relied upon swiftly distanced from him.
Yet unexpectedly, he did not feel alarmed or uncomfortable; rather, he felt incredibly at ease.
It was like returning to the swaddling cloth, so reassuring.
In the past, his falls were aimless, like being swept by storms and torrents, but now it was more like sliding down a waterslide, even if the world spun, he was still on track, with no chance of losing control.
He could even open his eyes to admire the scenery beneath the Vortex.
Unfortunately, there was no scenery.
In the darkness, their figures seemed to flicker continuously, chaotically breaking through one unseen wall after another, the world before them constantly changing, dazzling and bewildering.
In a word, it was chaos.
It was like a clumsy CG generated by an AI using an unknown material library, the silhouettes of decaying castles emerged in the darkness, yet the outlines gradually melted into barren wastelands littered with cracks and bones,
In the rapid expansion of the wasteland, it turned into raging torrents, and when the torrents solidified, they shifted direction and astonishingly became a lush garden. The numerous branches and leaves of the garden gathered, forming a blurred human face that seemed to notice the gaze, suddenly turning back, but just before turning, the world in front of Ji Jue's eyes turned into a rocky hill…
In the ambiguous chaos, it felt as if something was constantly evolving, a change of perspective could make everything dramatically different.
Everything felt so effortless and self-evident, ironically highlighting that intruders like them were the true anomalies.
In this void, who knows how many things discarded and severed by reality were buried and overlapped in conflict, apocalyptic scenes were omnipresent.
Without a beacon or resonance, even if an arrival were imminent, it would be hard to reach, and sometimes a step forward would fall into an eternal abyss.
Only the Evil Demon of the Heavenly Person Realm could carve out a stable domain beneath the Vortex, even reverse-drawing from this infinite chaos for arbitrary use.
And now they were heading to one of the few domains beneath the Vortex, the Realm of Decay — [You Sui] itself, crafted from the hard work of countless You Sui Craftsmen!
Whether called a well or a valley, it's merely the observational differences brought by personal perspectives.
And when everything truly entered Ji Jue's eyes, he saw mountains and tides formed by endless green flames, a Melting Furnace wildly extracting limitless chaos, breeding infinite changes!
The fire within the Melting Furnace stirred slightly, as if an eye opened.
They fell into the eye.
The heavens spun and the earth shifted, falling into Dust.
In the dead silence, the sound of a stifled cough echoed, and the continuous sound of shattering never ceased.
Those were the Protective Talismans worn by the craftsmen.
It was like falling into the deep sea, where even the sturdiest protection could not withstand the terrifying water pressure. If they rashly resisted, it would alarm the massive creatures in the deep sea; they could only bite their teeth in silence, endure, and hold on.
Or pretend to be uncomfortable, hiding their ability to navigate freely like a fish in water.
"Cough, cough—"
Ji Jue coughed twice and, feeling it wasn't quite enough, added two more coughs, looking around to find himself in a dusty, dilapidated workshop.
Inside the workshop, the fire in the Melting Furnace still burned silently, maintaining a blockade isolating the inside from the outside. At the same time, it laid the groundwork for a resonance with reality, silently drawing them into You Sui.
For a moment, he couldn't help but to be filled with admiration.
After all, it's the Association, with such a vast enterprise, even having an office below the Vortex?
Boom!
No time for thought or reaction, amidst a great boom, the workshop suddenly shook, and outside the dusty workshop, a huge shadow slowly rose.
In the blurry darkness, an enormous eye that filled the entire window abruptly opened and slowly moved closer.
Peering into the workshop!