nyslfriends Chapter 1780 The Worm Virus's Backup Plan!
Chapter 1780 The Worm Virus's Backup Plan!
in an instant,
The two Nascent Soul cultivators, each harboring their own ulterior motives, were churning with schemes and each believed they had outmaneuvered the other.
He then said no more.
The two figures standing high in the sky did not use any complex copying techniques, but with the movement of their divine thoughts, they both communicated with the core authority of the formation they controlled.
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Deep within the heavens, the endless golden light that had been flowing slowly suddenly accelerated and flashed, revealing countless intricate and profound array patterns.
At the nodes, Daoist inscriptions containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth lit up one by one, and then gradually dimmed.
Driven by the will of Cheng Buzheng and the High Priest, an invisible hand jointly activated the key to the formation.
That endless golden curtain of light enveloped this world, even penetrating deep into the turbulent layers of space...
It also began to fade and dissipate at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The heavy, oppressive feeling that had been permeating the air also receded like the tide.
After a while,
Looking up again, the sky had returned to its clear, blue state.
It was as if the earth-shattering, unparalleled formation from before was just a dream.
Cheng Buzheng stopped what he was doing, glanced at the clear sky, and casually cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards the High Priest:
"Farewell!"
The voice has not fallen,
He stepped into the air, his figure blurred, and then he merged into the void, disappearing without a trace.
In its original place, only a tiny ripple of space remained, slowly spreading outwards.
The high priest, clad in a blood-red robe, withdrew his gaze and landed on the void where Cheng Buzheng had disappeared. A chilling killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Hmph, once this priest has fully mastered this formation and refined it completely..."
No matter how mysterious your escape techniques are, under the cover of this formation, you will be like a turtle in a jar, with nowhere to escape!
"At that time, the humiliation of today will be repaid a hundredfold, and you will be utterly annihilated, your soul scattered to the winds!"
The high priest swore a solemn oath in his heart, then his figure flashed, transforming into a mournful crimson rainbow that tore through the clouds and sped towards the Purgatory Continent.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the horizon.
……
Just as the High Priest was returning to his lair, satisfied with his actions and preparing to clean up the mess, and secretly carry out his plot to control the great formation...
the other side.
In the turbulent spatial layer where illusions intertwine, light distorts, and colors blur,
A transparent yet distorted stream of light is rapidly traversing through layers of spatial ripples with a mysterious trajectory.
suddenly,
The streak of light suddenly paused.
It was as if it had crashed into an invisible, viscous medium, and was abruptly stopped, floating uncertainly against the bizarre and colorful background.
Cheng Buzheng's figure was revealed inside the transparent light curtain.
He frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"The high priest agreed so readily, but this is of no benefit to him."
Even though the other party hesitated, they eventually agreed...
This matter is probably not as simple as it seems on the surface.
He muttered to himself, his powerful intuition making him feel that something was amiss.
"Just to be on the safe side, it's best to add another layer of protection."
"But the Forbidden Sea is hundreds of millions of miles away from the inland areas. Once it is completely outside the influence range of the great formation,
Even if there is a residual sense of the next move, the delay will become extremely slight.
How can we ensure that we receive accurate information 'at the very first moment' if any unusual activity occurs within the formation?
Countless thoughts raced and collided within his mind, which was comparable to that of a supercomputer.
"Leave behind a soul puppet to remain dormant for a long period?"
The idea had barely formed in his mind when he rejected it.
"no.
Although soul puppets have a mental connection with their original bodies, their own strength is limited; they may be able to protect themselves by remaining hidden deep within.
However, it's difficult to accurately detect the deep, subtle changes in authority and energy flow within the grand formation, which can easily lead to mistakes.
"Use that 'paper doll' that was difficult to refine and possessed Nascent Soul level cultivation?"
Cheng Buzheng shook his head again.
"The paper doll's cultivation level is decent, but its connection with the original body is far less deep than the spiritual bond of a soul puppet."
Crossing such a terrifying distance, perception would inevitably become blurred and sluggish.
By the time the signal arrives, it'll probably be too late.
"..."
For a moment, it seemed that a stalemate had been reached.
Conventional monitoring methods are inadequate due to the distance and the shielding effect of the array itself.
Just as he was deep in thought...
Among the seemingly incompatible fragments of knowledge accumulated by the transmigrator in his previous life, a glimmer of inspiration, like lightning in the dark night, suddenly pierced through the fog!
"Virus...that's it!"
It's a computer virus!
A startling light suddenly flashed in Cheng Buzheng's eyes.
"Especially... worm viruses!"
He quickly seized upon this inspiration and delved deeper into the analysis:
"The network worm virus in its previous life was a malicious program that could run independently and replicate itself."
It can proactively scan for vulnerable nodes in the network and gain partial or full control over them without user intervention.
And using this as a springboard, it continues to spread and proliferate.
Its core lies in 'automatic', 'latent', 'propagation', and 'trigger'!
"If we consider this unparalleled formation as a vast and sophisticated 'local area network'..."
So, when the formation is in operation, those ubiquitous 'formation nodes' that carry energy and information are like 'computers' in a network!
Cheng Buzheng's thinking became clearer and clearer, and a bold and ingenious plan quickly took shape:
"I don't need soul puppets or paper dolls to complete complex surveillance or combat missions."
I only need to dispatch a soul puppet, whose core commands will be greatly simplified:
First, it can automatically hide.
Using my existing access to the formation, I silently 'injected' it into a key and hidden formation node.
It forms a symbiotic relationship with it.
Second, deep hibernation.
Unless a specific 'array anomaly' is detected (such as a large-scale energy convergence, abnormal transfer of authority, or an attempt to fully activate the array).
Otherwise, maintain absolute silence with minimal energy consumption forever.
It is almost inanimate and extremely difficult to detect.
Third, one-way alarm.
Once the preset 'abnormal' conditions are triggered...
The soul puppet awakens instantly and, through the most fundamental 'mental link' between us, sends a brief 'alarm' signal to the original body far away!
Everything was accomplished silently.
"Right, that is it!"
Cheng Buzheng thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible, and a confident look appeared on his face.
"All that's needed is to deploy a soul puppet."
Like a specially made 'worm' thrown into a network of arrays!
It doesn't need to control the large array; it only needs to 'sense' and 'alarm'!
Its existence is solely for that crucial communication!
"In this way,
No matter what schemes or tricks the high priest might have in the shadows, as long as he dares to make any significant moves against this formation, attempting to completely control it or to activate it again with full force...
All of these will inevitably cause significant fluctuations at the array level.
I, this 'worm,' can instantly transform into the most timely alarm bell!
"...Wonderful!"
With this in mind, Cheng Buzheng no longer hesitated.
The transparent stream of light changed direction again in the turbulent space.
Instead of heading inland, they silently made their way to the depths of the Forbidden Sea, towards the once-mighty array that had just fallen silent.
He was going to lay down this final trap...
And most importantly—the second move.
After a while!
The Forbidden Sea, its crimson waves silently surging.
The dense, impenetrable spiritual mist, like an eternal curtain, shrouded this desolate sea.
In a certain place, the void rippled almost imperceptibly, like the surface of water, and a tall figure stood silently within it.
It was as if he had always been standing there, merging with the void.
Deep within Cheng Buzheng's eyes, a faint golden light swirled, like a star in the dark night, calmly sweeping across the seemingly empty void before him.
What appeared empty and desolate to ordinary cultivators presented a completely different scene to him—
Countless tiny, dim spiritual threads crisscrossed like a spider web, forming a tiny, insignificant corner of the vast array.
Most of these spiritual lines are dormant, with only a very few nodes, like a dying heart, occasionally flashing extremely faintly.
This proves that this unparalleled formation has not perished.
He stared silently for a few breaths, then shook his head slightly, a barely audible sigh fading into the wind.
"Although this void is also within the coverage area of the peerless array left behind by the great Langya master."
It is also within the scope of authority I control…
His mind raced.
"Unfortunately, this place is still too far away from the core array area controlled by the High Priest."
The influence of the energy flow is too weak; if authority changes hands, the response here will inevitably be slow.
"We need to find an even more subtle point so that, like a chess player, we can perceive the most delicate ripples of the power transition within a small space."
Once the mind is made up,
Cheng Buzheng gazed intently at the void, murmured something to himself, and then a thought struck him…
next moment,
His image seemed to have been erased by an invisible eraser.
It vanished completely, from the real to the unreal, and then from the unreal to nothing, without causing the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, as if it had never existed.
The rest of the day...
Above the vast, boundless, blood-red forbidden sea, a blurry figure would occasionally appear out of thin air from different directions.
The figure solidified for less than a breath, its gaze sweeping across the surrounding void like lightning, then vanished silently like a bubble, leaving no trace.
Their actions were so secretive and swift, like ghosts patrolling the borders.
Yes,
This elusive nature was none other than Cheng Buzheng, who tirelessly and repeatedly surveyed the area, intending to find the best place to house the soul puppet.
He searched for the most suitable "eye" within this silent ancient formation.
Half a day later.
Deep within the blood-red ocean, beneath a sky that appears no different from its surroundings...
The space rippled slightly, and Cheng Buzheng's figure quietly reappeared.
The pale golden light in his eyes shone again, more refined than before, as he carefully examined the void before him.
After a while,
His tightly pursed lips curled up slightly, forming a barely perceptible curve of satisfaction.
In his discerning eyes, which see through illusion, the scene before him was entirely different—
An incredibly complex, gigantic net, woven from countless luminous patterns, unfolded before us.
Countless nodes, like stars in the sky, flicker and shimmer, radiating a dazzling brilliance that is sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes stable, and sometimes swaying.
Most of the giant net was dark and devoid of light, indicating that the formation was inactive.
However, some parts still maintain their mysterious operation.
Cheng Buzheng's gaze finally settled firmly on a seemingly ordinary node at the edge of the giant net, where the light was relatively dim.
That node seemed unremarkable at first glance.
However, upon closer inspection, one can discover the array patterns that connect and flow with it, regardless of their quantity.
Or is it the level of complexity?
They far surpass the surrounding nodes, and are as important as transportation hubs.
"This place...is excellent," he thought to himself.
"Not only is it located on the edge of the High Priest's authority, but its aura is also the most sensitive to detection."
What's even more remarkable is that this node naturally possesses the profound mysteries of both concealment and spatial attributes.
"Those who are not highly skilled in array formations will find it extremely difficult to perceive the hidden secrets within this node."
At the most crucial point, at this core node, a stable space of about ten cubic meters naturally emerges.
This space is one of the key points for the energy flow within this area of the grand formation.
"Place the soul puppet here..."
As long as the spiritual restriction patterns engraved on the inner wall of the space are not damaged, and the great formation is not completely destroyed, this small space can remain safe and sound.
If the access to this array area changes, the energy flow will inevitably become abnormal.
As a transition node, this place will inevitably be the first to bear the brunt and reveal clues.
A myriad of thoughts flowed through his mind in an instant.
Immediately,
Cheng Buzheng, who was treading on the void, slowly raised his right hand. His index finger was crystal clear and gleamed with jade-like luster. He seemed to casually tap forward.
An extremely profound spatial rhythm spread silently from his fingertips.
Without dazzling brilliance,
Without any alarming momentum,
Only with masterful control of formations can one succeed.
In an instant,
In front of his fingertips...
A hazy point of light, no bigger than a thumb and covered with dense, fine, mysterious patterns, appeared silently.
Its aura was so faint as to be almost nonexistent.
Let alone fluctuations of spiritual energy, even a sweep of divine sense will be ignored if one does not consciously focus, blending into the background of the void.
This is precisely the manifestation of the core energy conversion node of that peerless formation here!
Cheng Buzheng, relying on his partial mastery of formation techniques and his profound understanding of them...
Only then can one summon and manifest it with such ease.
Then,
Cheng Buzheng, dressed in a spotless plain robe, was decisive and efficient.
He flicked his wrist slightly...
A tiny doll, about three inches tall, with a wooden texture and a face somewhat similar to his, but lifeless, appeared in his fair palm.
Cheng Buzheng lowered his gaze, sweeping it over the puppet. His hands then transformed into a blur of motion, his ten fingers flying across the paper.
Profound hand seals formed from pure magical power.
As if it were alive, it was precisely injected into the doll's body.
As the seal was inserted, more new and complex silver patterns began to appear next to the original patterns on the doll's body.
These patterns intertwine and nest, gradually covering the entire body of the doll.
It was as if it had been draped in an invisible armor woven from light, emitting a faint spatial isolation effect.
Time passes quietly,
As the final hand seal was completed, Cheng Buzheng gave a soft shout:
"Congeal!"
The small doll flashed with a faint light.
He immediately became completely reserved and unpretentious.
Only through careful perception...
Only then can one perceive the obscure fluctuations and spatial imprints contained within it.
...(End of this chapter)