119: Bottle Burial Heaven

Inside the Floating Ink City, under the silent soothing of the Dream-Weaving Jellyfish, it finally returned to a deathly silence.

The rebellious sequences sank into beautiful dreams, and the damaged facilities were slowly repaired through the efforts of the worker ants and Mo Yun.

However, the core crisis—the collapse of the magic bottle—had not been resolved; instead, it worsened as time passed.

Having lost the stability and harmony of the Heavenly Dao Golden Mark, the largest crack in the magic bottle had become an unhealable, festering wound.

Although the Calamity Cloud Beast, which had been forcibly frozen and suppressed by Ink Snow, did not riot again, the imbalance in the structure of the bottle itself intensified.

At the edge of the crack, amidst the originally churning Chaos currents, strands of heart-palpitating, ink-black energy streams emitting an extremely cold and deathly aura began to seep out—[Nether Death Qi]!

These Nether Death Qi did not come from the tamed Calamity Cloud Beast, but originated from a deeper level of the magic bottle—a certain indescribable Law level it had touched while devouring the Heavenly Dao's angry thunder and Death Qi resentful spirits during the Dao-fusion process!

Now that the Heavenly Dao Golden Mark was missing and the Seal was loose, these powers, which should have been firmly locked at the bottom of the bottle, began to leak out uncontrollably!

Ch-ch-ch—wherever the Nether Death Qi passed, it was not simple corrosion, but a more terrifying 'annihilation' and 'assimilation'!

Metals lost their luster and became as brittle as ash; energy circuits were cut off, turning into dead matter; even light was devoured by it, leaving behind a patch of absolute darkness and cold!

Mo Yuan tried to block it with Chaos Thunder Gang, but discovered that the power of thunder could hardly completely eradicate these Nether Death Qi; instead, it would be slowly eroded and dissolved by them!

Ink Snow's absolute cold could temporarily freeze its spread but could not force it back into the bottle.

Mo Yu's dark thunder water could slightly neutralize it, but the efficiency was extremely low, and she herself would be contaminated.

The magic bottle's wailing had become extremely weak, like a dying person whose vitality had drained away.

The trembling of the bottle's body was no longer violent shaking, but an unsettling, intermittent spasm. Each spasm would spew out more Nether Death Qi, accelerating its own collapse and the contamination of the outside world.

"Warning! magic bottle structural integrity is below 17%!"

"Nether Death Qi leakage rate increased by 300%!"

"According to the current trend, it is estimated that in six hours, the magic bottle will completely disintegrate, triggering an uncontrollable explosion of Nether energy!"

The cold alarm sounded like a funeral knell.

If this continued, not only would the magic bottle be lost, but the entire Mo City and even this Thunder Abyss could be dragged into a dead, Nether wasteland!

Must not sit and wait for death!

Mo Yuan's eyes became incomparably sharp and frantic.

Conventional methods were already ineffective; only by taking a risky gamble could there be a chance!

"All units, highest energy authorization granted!"

"Target: magic bottle crack area!"

"Plan: Draw the power from the core of the Thunder Abyss, forcibly inject it, and use the extremely masculine thunder to neutralize and annihilate the Nether Death Qi, then re-refine the bottle body!"

This was an extremely risky plan!

The energy in the core of the Thunder Abyss was extremely violent; just drawing a portion before had almost caused a disaster, and now to directly guide it to impact the magic bottle, which was already on the verge of collapse, was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire!

But at this moment, there was no better choice!

"Mo Yun, use the Magnetic Force of the earth to construct the 'Nine Calamity Thunder Induction Array' and draw the maximum amount of energy from the core of the Thunder Abyss!"

"Ink Snow, your absolute cold is responsible for constraining the incoming energy flow to prevent it from spiraling out of control too early!"

"Mo Yu, cover the outer perimeter of the magic bottle with dark thunder water and be prepared to devour and neutralize any residue from the potential energy conflict!"

"Remaining units of the Star Corpse Guard, form a formation to protect the Dharma and be prepared to sacrifice yourselves at any time to stabilize the energy impact!"

As the orders were issued, the entire Mo City, like a precision war machine, began to operate at full capacity once again!

Mo Yun pressed her hands to the ground, and the entire floating city resonated with the ley lines of the Zerg Nest Planet below. The massive Magnetic Force turned into an invisible conduit, piercing deep into the most violent core area of the Thunder Abyss, and began to frantically extract the liquid-like destructive thunder plasma!

Ink Snow hovered directly above the magic bottle, her Domain, like ten-thousand-year mysterious ice, fully unfurled, freezing the surrounding space and forming a relatively stable energy channel.

Mo Yu transformed into a dark water vortex, wrapping the magic bottle layer by layer.

Rumble—! A torrent of thunder plasma, thicker and more destructive dark red than any previous time, was forcibly extracted by the Magnetic Force of the earth. Through the frost channel constructed by Ink Snow, it rushed like a roaring blood-colored Dragon, slamming fiercely into the crack in the magic bottle that was spewing Nether Death Qi!

Sizzle—!

The extremely masculine destructive thunder and the extremely cold Nether Death Qi, these two absolutely opposing forces, collided and annihilated each other most violently at the crack of the magic bottle!

An indescribable, terrifying energy explosion occurred on the surface of the bottle!

Blinding white light and all-consuming darkness flashed alternately, emitting sharp screeches capable of tearing apart the Divine Soul!

The magic bottle spasmed and twisted violently, as if it would explode at any moment!

Mo Yuan groaned, golden blood spilling from his seven orifices again, but he held his position firmly. His powerful Divine Sense spun frantically, forcibly guiding the conflict point of the two forces, attempting to control them on the surface of the bottle and using the massive energy generated during their annihilation to 'forge' and 'repair' the crack!

This process was extremely dangerous, like dancing on the tip of a knife!

Every fluctuation of the energy conflict made Mo City shake violently and caused the bodies of the protecting Star Corpse Guard to crack!

However, just as this frantic forging reached its most critical moment, an unexpected change occurred!

The source of that Nether Death Qi, the deepest part of the magic bottle, seemed to be thoroughly enraged by this incoming extreme thunder power!

Or perhaps the strange energy generated by the collision and annihilation of the two had briefly opened up some hidden barrier!

At the very center of the crack in the magic bottle, space suddenly collapsed inward!

It no longer spewed out Nether Death Qi, but instead transformed into a constantly rotating, pitch-black micro-vortex from which even light could not escape!

From within the vortex, it was no longer the escaping Nether Death Qi, but a pure, ancient, boundless aura of Laws... from another world!

That aura was filled with death, Reincarnation, silence, and... endless temptation!

[Netherworld Channel]! It had actually been accidentally opened!

Although it was only an extremely tiny, extremely unstable gap, its very existence brought about unimaginable changes!

The collapse trend of the magic bottle suddenly stopped!

The spewing Nether Death Qi seemed to have found an outlet and poured frantically into the micro-vortex, which actually relieved the pressure on the bottle body.

And from the other side of the vortex, there seemed to be some unspeakable, pure Nether Origin power being slowly attracted over and integrated into the magic bottle.

A strange, new balance had been achieved by accident in this crazy adventure!

Mo Yuan stared blankly at the constantly rotating, pitch-black vortex leading to the unknown, silent world, and then looked at the magic bottle, which had temporarily stabilized and was even beginning to absorb a trace of Nether Origin to slowly self-repair...

Bottle Burial of the Heavenly Dao? No. This is... piercing through the barrier between Yin and Yang!

Blessing or curse? No one could know.

But at least, the magic bottle... was temporarily saved.

And a door leading to a brand-new realm and danger had already quietly opened a crack before him.