nyslfriends Chapter 1716 Deduction, Despair!
Chapter 1716 Deduction, Despair!
Not bad.
These scarlet blood runes were crafted by the high priest himself.
They also represent the priests and divine messengers of the Purgatory Clan.
Although Cheng Buzheng had already learned of the cruelty of the method for crafting Crimson Blood Talismans, seeing these Crimson Blood Talismans now, radiating a faint glow...
He still harbored a complex mix of emotions that he couldn't shake off.
A surge of emotions welled up in Cheng Buzheng's chest, but he forcibly suppressed them into a cold abyss.
This is absolutely not the time to be sentimental or melancholic!
The blood-robed high priest, shrouded in light, was recklessly absorbing the immense opportunities left behind by the progenitor of purgatory.
Every minute that is wasted now will cause that opportunity to tilt one more point toward the High Priest.
When that time comes, the share of good fortune he can receive will be greatly reduced!
"Can't wait any longer!"
In a moment of change.
He held his breath, his eyes like the most precise probes, piercing the intricate array patterns that had previously appeared chaotic and incomprehensible in his vision.
Deep within his dark golden pupils, a divine light flowed, sharp and incomparable.
The tangled mess in the field of vision was as if it were being untangled by an invisible comb.
hiss-
It was as if an invisible peeling sound was heard, and the mysterious veil covering it was being lifted and peeled away bit by bit...
His gaze, like a sharp blade advancing inch by inch, slowly but resolutely swept over every rune trajectory and every energy node.
however.
As the exploration area expanded, Cheng Buzheng's furrowed brows not only failed to relax, but instead deepened into even deeper furrows.
The first 60% of the array patterns flowed past his eyes, smooth, complete, and perfectly aligned—
There was absolutely nothing unusual about it!
A sense of unease, like a cold, serpentine vine, instantly coiled around his heart and grew wildly, almost devouring his reason.
"Could it be... that I made a mistake in my prediction?"
The problem isn't actually with the 'invisible passage' and the 'futon' at all.
A wavering thought arose uncontrollably, repeatedly pounding in his mind.
"But...this doesn't make sense!"
That old monster, the Island-Moving Venerable…
Despite his heart feeling suffocated as if it were being squeezed, and the burning anxiety coursing through his veins, his sharp eyes never faltered.
Like the most loyal prospecting lamps, they advanced and examined inch by inch until the remaining 40% of the area was thoroughly cleaned up as well.
In the end, it was still empty!
It was like being struck by lightning!
Cheng Buzheng froze completely, a chilling sense of despair washing over him from head to toe.
what does this mean?
This meant that he could only watch helplessly as the high priest, protected by the light curtain, devoured that heaven-defying fortune, like a puppet on a string.
He, on the other hand, couldn't even get a drop of soup!
All schemes, all forbearance, all calculations will vanish in the face of an unsolvable problem!
Unwilling!
An overwhelming sense of resentment exploded in my chest!
But the harsh reality is:
Before them stood an indestructible golden light barrier descending from a world-shaking array; any ordinary sneak attack would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.
Then there was the Great Oath of the Inner Demon, a guillotine hanging high above his soul, completely sealing off any way out he could take a risk!
retreat?
There was no way out!
"I, the Venerable One, do not believe it!"
With a bite of his unwillingness, Cheng Buzheng almost roared in his heart!
The barely contained anger and resentment suddenly ignited the last spark of his reason.
at this time···
Cheng Buzheng seemed to have thought of something.
His gaze, as if drawn by an invisible thread, was instantly fixed on—
Inside that golden light curtain!
The target was not the high priest himself, clad in blood-red robes, but rather the crucial point beneath him, the one that held all his profound mysteries—
That mysterious "futon"!
Correct!
Compare!
He thoroughly compared the dull and useless futon in front of him with the radiant futon beneath the high priest!
now.
Cheng Buzheng would rather doubt his own oversight than miss this incredible opportunity.
Even the slightest possibility?
He wanted to give it a try too.
My mind is racing!
Dark golden light erupted in his eyes, swirling and condensing, instantly outlining mysterious and profound patterns and textures.
Unleash the full power of your ability to dispel illusions!
The gaze pierced through the obstruction and interference of the light curtain, instantly focusing on the futon.
The view changes!
A giant net, intricately woven from countless Daoist runes and adorned with scarlet blood runes, suddenly unfolded before his eyes!
On that giant net, the scattered blood-red runes, like lurking eyes, emitted a chilling and eerie fluctuation.
The entire scene was vividly depicted, and every detail was forcibly imprinted into his mind.
His gaze greedily captured every Daoist inscription, every key point, every transition and conclusion...
however!
As the comparison concluded rapidly, the last glimmer of light in those hopeful, dark golden eyes gradually faded.
Finally, Cheng Buzheng's eyes were completely filled with a thick, suffocating deathly gray.
Exactly the same!
Absolutely perfect!
This conclusion struck him like a giant hammer blow, shattering all his hopes.
He stood there, frozen, his heart sinking to absolute freezing point.
Everything seemed to be set in stone...
Have you given up?
The thought arose in the darkness of despair.
next moment.
A sudden burst of intense light flashed in Cheng Buzheng's heart—
'No!
I will never accept this!
Then, a flash of inspiration struck him, as if he had remembered something.
"wrong!
still have a chance!
"I have one last card to play!"
Creation's Little Disc!
His greatest reliance, and the most forbidden thing that cannot be known to outsiders!
What kind of array pattern is being concealed?
What kind of illusion is this?
Compared to the incredible analytical and deductive power of the Creation Disc, everything else is as laughable as a child's scribbles!
It can unravel complexities and uncover all hidden "loopholes".
Even... optimize it!
His investigation just now relied on his top-notch array skills and careful comparison of the high priest's prayer mat...
But is that really enough?
At this moment, trapped in a desperate situation, he was willing to overturn his proud intuition—
The Creation Disc is now the only chance for a turnaround!
Hope rekindled!
This was his last chance, the only glimmer of hope in this desperate situation!
Think about this.
Within the secret realm, in a quiet chamber deep within the city of Ping An.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, suddenly opened his eyes.
A glint of insight flashed across his face, only to be replaced by deep doubt.
"That's all..."
A soft sigh, almost inaudible, echoed in the quiet room.
"Let's exhaust all means!"
If even the small dish returns empty-handed... then it is fate, and such fortune is completely out of my reach!
He was quick to act, and he no longer hesitated!
Within his sea of consciousness, the vast memories of the core array patterns, energy flow structure, and all related information that constituted the "invisible channel" were precisely copied and extracted by the power of his primordial spirit, condensing into a dazzling ball of light carrying endless information.
Willpower is as responsive as an arm!
The ball of light was instantly thrown into the depths of his consciousness, into the central groove of that ancient and mysterious creation dish.
"Om-"
On the surface of the small dish, mysterious and profound patterns lit up one after another.
A layer of misty golden light, full of mysterious rhythm and seemingly able to glimpse the origin of the world, then emerged, gently enveloping and permeating the entire ball of light.
After a while!
As the golden light faded, the cluster of memory light in the groove slowly emerged, but its core seemed to have undergone a transformation.
With a change of thought, a vast and powerful torrent of information, enough to overwhelm the soul of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, suddenly rushed into Cheng Buzheng's sea of consciousness!
That was the initial simulation and preliminary optimization of the "invisible channel" structure diagram by Xiao Die!
My consciousness is churning!
However, Cheng Buzheng had already forged a Divine Transformation Law Spiritual Body, and his soul was as indestructible as divine gold from the heavens.
The information shock that was powerful enough to cause mountains to collapse was firmly bound and controlled by his divine power, which was as stable as a star's core.
Secretly channeling the power of his primordial spirit...
In an instant, the turbulent waves in his sea of consciousness subsided, transforming into a calm and profound ocean.
An extremely complex three-dimensional pattern, precisely constructed from countless mysterious runes, was presented with unparalleled clarity in the palace of his mind.
This array diagram precisely demonstrates the structure of the core array patterns, the flow path of energy, and the intricate synergy between them.
The thought hadn't subsided.
Another structural diagram suddenly appeared on the side.
This image is very similar to the first one in its main framework, but there are some differences in the direction of the lines, the nodes of the runes, and even the way energy is buffered in some non-core, subtle connections.
The most crucial difference lies in this image, where the originally incomprehensible and mysterious "upper realm Dao script" has been transformed into an unanalyzable, complex white light imprint.
Like snowflakes, they adorn key nodes and paths!
Even with the power of a small disc, it was impossible to fully comprehend the core laws of these upper realm Dao texts!
To this!
Cheng Buzheng was not surprised.
After all, the driving force behind Xiaodie's actions this time was the deduced value.
Ultimately, the deduction value is simply a manifestation of spiritual energy.
Compared to the initial spiritual energy value, it is simply more refined.
But it is essentially still spiritual energy.
It is only natural that the Creation Disc cannot be analyzed or deduced.
of course.
Deduction?
Perhaps, but the price... is a massive amount of pure source law essence!
That is the fundamental resource for advancing on the path to becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator. Using it to deduce patterns is tantamount to cutting off one's own path to immortality!
Now, Cheng Buzheng doesn't even have enough for himself, let alone use it as a consumable for Xiao Die's deductions.
Unless you become extremely wealthy in the future, don't even think about it.
Ignoring the differences in Daoist texts...
Cheng Buzheng's mind, like a precise carving knife, instantly focused on the subtle changes in the array patterns between the two array diagrams—
These are the "optimizations" that Xiao Die made based on his understanding during the deduction process.
"Perhaps the hidden door that the Island-Moving Venerable concealed is inside."
Cheng Buzheng wondered to himself.
Tight.
Without further hesitation, he began to comprehend the subtle differences between these array patterns.
In a quiet room.
Cheng Buzheng's eyes would occasionally light up, as if he had discovered the subtlety of optimizing a certain node...
His ten fingers flew like butterflies, forming mysterious hand seals in front of his chest.
In an instant, the strange array patterns constructed from countless miniature spiritual restrictions flashed and disappeared in the void, seemingly confirming his idea.
Sometimes his brows are furrowed!
The hand seals formed are complex and ever-changing, and repeated attempts and deductions are made, as if simulating the different consequences that optimization might lead to in a certain area.
for a long time.
The figure sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed let out a long and heavy sigh.
That sigh seemed to carry a sense of impending doom.
All the previous flames of understanding and exploration in his eyes were extinguished, leaving only a bottomless ocean of despair.
Although reason told him that the last hope was extremely slim, he still whispered to that faint glimmer of hope in his heart:
"Don't lose heart... there's still a 50% chance!"
at the same time.
The structure of the "futon" clearly appeared in his mind.
This is his last chance!
Then, Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, closed his eyes and completely immersed himself in the meditation.
All the information about the structure of the "futon" was condensed and copied again, and transformed into a ball of light that was placed into the groove of the small dish.
Be gentle!
The calculated values are being consumed at a rate visible to the naked eye.
A hazy golden light rose again, enveloping the small dish once more.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe just a moment?
It may be a long time.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.
In those eyes that had seen so much of life's vicissitudes, only a faint glimmer of hope remained, as if it would be blown out by the wind at any moment, swaying forlornly.
"Do your best... and leave the rest to fate!"
As soon as he thought of it, a massive flood of information overwhelmed him once again.
A vivid three-dimensional, extremely complex structural diagram appeared in Cheng Buzheng's mind.
This is the optimized "futon" structure diagram derived from the small disc's deduction!
His will swept back and forth between the two new and old "futon" paintings like a storm, scrutinizing every detail and searching for possible "anomalies".
The scarlet blood runes in terms of quantity and location—
Exactly!
The macro trend and energy channels of the array patterns —
A perfect match!
suddenly!
Cheng Buzheng seemed to notice something unusual.
Upon seeing this, his spirits lifted instantly!
Is that it?!
The connecting branches of this array pattern seem to be..."
Then, Cheng Buzheng swiftly pointed his finger in the air, and a series of miniature spiritual restrictions were precisely constructed, combined, and activated!
He personally built a model to test the difference in function between the array pattern, which had been subtly altered during the small disc's deduction, and its original form.
however……
The initial inspiration vanished, and the results of the verification were like a bucket of cold water poured over my head.
Efficiency has increased by half a percent, and pressure resistance has improved by about 15 percent... but this is just optimization!
Essentially, its function remains unchanged!
This is not a sign of the Island-Moving Master "manipulating" things, but rather a better solution based on his logic!
The glimmer of hope that had welled up in my heart dimmed a little more.
Subsequently, with each instance of a discrepancy in the array pattern he compared and verified, the last glimmer of light in his eyes was mercilessly stripped away by reality.
One after another...
It wasn't until the last optimized array pattern was proven to be merely an "improvement" to the small dish rather than a "bug"...
All the light in Cheng Buzheng's eyes—
Completely extinguished!
It was as if an eternal night, devoid of stars and moon, had suddenly descended, completely swallowing up all his hopes, all his resentment, and all his efforts.
Dead silence.
A cold, deathly silence filled the quiet room.
At this moment, he was also forced to believe...
The trick that old scoundrel, Venerable Island Moving, used was hidden at the nodes of the crisscrossing array patterns, within the Daoist inscriptions that resembled celestial script.
however……
Hope is so close, yet it's like a mirage, forever out of reach!
This is precisely because Daowen is a blind spot in which Cheng Buzheng is powerless!
now.
Cheng Buzheng stared blankly at the Daoist inscriptions on the two structural diagrams in his mind...
For a while.
He didn't know how to break the deadlock either.
...(End of this chapter)