Chapter 2368 - The Barrier Is Destroyed! (1/2)

Chapter 2368: The Barrier Is Destroyed!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Master Guangcheng seriously nodded.

Though he hadn’t known Wang Chong for very long, he could sense something special about him.

Wang Chong had a unique determination, as if the phrase ‘give up’ didn’t exist in his vocabulary. Perhaps it really was as Little Grass said. Perhaps he really was the only one who could stop Heaven and save this world. Moreover, whether it was the Origin Immortal Lord or that child Taiyi, they had treated him as the hope of this world.

Master Guangcheng was willing to believe in them, and believe in himself!

Time was short, so Wang Chong quickly returned to the hall and entered the Myriad Forms World.

In the blink of an eye, half a day passed.

“Still nothing?”

The others stood guard outside. Peering at Wang Chong within, they couldn’t help but be nervous.

Half a day had passed, and Wang Chong had been like a statue, sitting there the entire time without the slightest change.

“The Celestial Palace’s power is growing stronger and stronger. If this goes on, then we really won’t have a chance.”

Li Xuantu’s expression was dour as he glanced outside.

In this half day’s time, the distance between them and the outer barrier had shrunk by half.

This was a sign of the barrier’s weakening!

Outside the Celestial Emperor Palace, the ocean seemed to be evaporating and the six pillars had shifted forward. In the capital being projected onto the barrier, more and more people were toppling over.

Li Xuantu had even noticed that at least half of the Imperial Army and the Golden Guards had collapsed.

Like a chain of dominoes, it seemed like there was no stopping it.

Even so, Li Xuantu restrained himself.

At this moment, within the Myriad Forms World, Wang Chong’s heart was heavy.

“How can I destroy the Celestial Palace?”

In front of the Celestial Palace’s projection, Wang Chong frowned.

Half a day had passed in the outside world, but here, it had been three to four days. Wang Chong had spent every moment of those days thinking, but he had made no progress.

The passage of time was torture to Wang Chong.

“One gives rise to two, two gives rise to three, and three gives rise to all things. The foundation of the Celestial Palace is ‘one’, and ‘one’ is the strongest. It is the ‘one’ that gives rise to all things. This means that it is essentially the strongest, unbreakable. How exactly do I overcome it?”

Wang Chong’s brow deeply furrowed as he muttered to himself.

He had considered this problem for a very long time, but he had come up with nothing.

The Celestial Palace began with ‘one’, but its terminus was infinity. It could devour the entire world, merge with countless dimensions, and extend into infinite space. It would never have an end, and its momentum was unstoppable. Wang Chong found it impossible to imagine how far Heaven’s ambition would go if he weren’t stopped.

But Wang Chong could think of only one method to stop this: a return to the origin.

Water dropped from high mountains into the earth, forming small brooks. Brooks would become rivers, rivers would become lakes, and water would continue to spread throughout the world. But in the end, all of it flowed back into the ocean, all back to the primordial ‘one’.

If the concept upon which the Celestial Palace had been founded were reversed, a ‘reverse Celestial Palace’ created, this would theoretically be able to handle the Celestial Palace.

The only problem was that even this was simply a return to the ‘one’, which could only stand on equal footing with the Celestial Palace’s ‘one’.

If it could not overcome it, it naturally could not defeat it!

In the end, everything would just go back to the start.

“What do I do? What should be done?”

Wang Chong raised his head and muttered, his heart heavy.

Heaven’s power and talent were simply unfathomable. He had been able to comprehend the Great Dao from the chaotic storms in the universe and use his understanding to create the Celestial Palace.

Though Wang Chong had wracked his brains, even with Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan’s help, he was only able to come up with a solution that could balance out the Celestial Palace, not destroy it.

“What do I do? What should be done?” Wang Chong repeatedly muttered to himself.

Another two hours flew by, leaving only four hours left.

“Haaah…”

After some time, Master Guangcheng sighed, his eyes dimming.

So much time had passed, but Wang Chong continued to sit there like a statue.

On the projection, at least seventy percent of the people in the capital had already had their souls and minds drawn into the Celestial Palace.

“It’s too late, all too late.”

Master Guangcheng sighed.

Though there were still four hours, given how the Celestial Palace was operating, this much time wasn’t needed. As the souls and energy poured into the Celestial Palace, this enormous ritual tool would turn faster and faster. In truth, there was only one hour left.