The Tuning Master raised his head, gazing at the giant grey-white eye in the sky.
Around that grey-white eye, the sky filled with dark clouds split open with cracks, and eyes, both large and small, simultaneously opened from the sky, completely filling the surrounding firmant.
These eyes of varying sizes crossed and aligned together, all turning their gaze to the silhouette made of starlight below.
The pillar of light connecting Heaven and Earth and the grey-white walls flickered,
"Truth, do you think I fear you?!"
The Tuning Master looked up at the sky, his form trembling violently, and a tremorous roar echoed between Heaven and Earth.
The terrifying sound waves tore at the earth and sky, ripping apart the black clouds and the thunder mingled within them, as if tearing cotton.
Yet under these intense ’sound waves,’ the grey-white semi-transparent wall and light column, as well as the eyeballs decorating the firmant, remained unaffected and unchanged.
The eyeballs turned their gaze, watching the starlight silhouette below, their grey-white pupils showing no ripples, only endless indifference.
The grey-white light shimred between Heaven and Earth, like sharp swords piercing the depths of the world, twinkling routinely.
It cared not for the Tuning Master’s resistance, nor for his feelings.
Like the laws governing Heaven and Earth, unbothered by the struggle of insects.
"Ah!!!"
The Tuning Master clenched his fist, staring at that indifferent gaze,
A brilliant light exploded from within his body.
Like an invisible hand pulling the world’s deep piano strings, playing a vibrant tune.
The sound of the tune was so exhilarating, thousands of sounds blended together as if using the world as an auditorium, gathering all conceivable and inconceivable instrunts, playing a symphony resonating between Heaven and Earth.
The undulating music tore the firmant, the void, the wind, and the grass.
The earth rippled like a trembling ocean.
The sky condensed deeply, like inverted mountains.
Rain brought warmth, igniting flas upon the earth.
Charred yellow grass ash rged instantly into green grass leaves, then quickly withered, burned, and turned to ashes, from which new grass leaves sprouted again.
The cyclic flow of ti seed to be misplaced, making the new beco old, and the old return to new.
Everything in this world seed to be violently stirred, chaotic, and torn in this mont.
The lody in Heaven and Earth sounded magnificent and grand, yet the world’s own lody had completely lost its rhythm.
In this stirred chaos, fine cracks also appeared on the Tuning Master’s body.
His body, his will, his soul seed to follow the chaotic world, becoming chaotic together.
He was the world’s Tuning Master, this was his authority, his essence.
When the world was utterly disturbed, he, too, would face the backlash from his own authority.
Yet at this mont, the Tuning Master had no ti to consider these. In the instant of the world’s chaos, he lingered not at all, once again tearing through the void to force his entire body into it.
Soon, half of his body squeezed in, but before he could rejoice, his entire body suddenly halted.
He reached out, through the gaps in the void, gently touching the torn void.
His hand touched upon that void, as if pressing against sothing solid.
After a slight pause, he slowly retreated, withdrawing from this void.
He looked at the depths of the torn void, toward where he had just touched, amid the chaotic nothingness, where a faint grey-white was looming faintly.
It was a grey-white eye, closed, nested within an invisible inverted triangle.
Beside the tightly closed eye, there were more inverted triangles with grey-white eyes nested within, tightly closed.
They were densely arranged, like a wall isolating ti and space, extending to the depths of nothingness.
anwhile, the magnificent tunes, alongside the twisted world, spread to the edge of the semi-transparent grey-white wall, reaching to that grey-white invisible wall.
Then, like ripples on a lake crashing into a grand dam.
The grey-white wall showed no change, not even flickering once.
On the contrary, the trembling world and magnificent tunes trembled slightly, seemingly losing so power, becoming less chaotic.
Flashes of grey-white light erged simultaneously from the light column behind the grey-white wall, like anchors solidifying the world, nailing down the chaotic world and ti.
As the grey-white light flickered, like the winter’s chill descending instantly, smoothing and then pressing down the shaking world.
Almost in an instant, all the tremors and chaos returned to their original state, along with the void rifts torn by the Tuning Master being smoothed out again.
Everything seed to return to the beginning, the raindrops in the sky pattered down, landing on the scorched earth.
The Tuning Master stared blankly at all this.
The fine cracks all over his body slowly closed in this mont.
The world returned to normal, and the backlash on him also disappeared.
The densely packed grey-white eyes in the sky gazed at the Tuning Master below, their gaze unchanged, void of any ripple or alteration.
As if what the Tuning Master just did were child-like ’mischief,’ unable to elicit any emotional fluctuation from it.
The invisible gazes gathered upon the Tuning Master.
Boom—
At the world’s deepest layer, it was as if so line gently broke, making a faint sound.
The Tuning Master’s body trembled slightly; he lowered his head and glanced at his palm.
The gathered starlight seed to dim slightly.
rely an avatar, rely an avatar.
The Tuning Master stared blankly at the grey-white eye in the sky, seemingly devoid of any emotion, gazing at the surrounding walls and pillars of light sparkling with brilliance.
The great power did not act upon him, yet he seed as if choked, unable to breathe.
Boom—
Another sound of a line breaking sounded gently.
The Tuning Master lowered his dimd hand.
He looked at the giant grey-white eye in the sky, with the surrounding void trembling, as if so sound was about to be emitted.
Boom—
Yet before his voice could be emitted, that crisp sound rang once again.
His body dimd a little further.
This ti, the interval between the sounds seed slightly shorter than the last.
Bang—
At this mont, a new sound echoed once more.
The faint noises resembled the footsteps of death, gradually approaching the Tuning Master.
Its pace wasn’t fast, yet so steady, like a bone-chilling maggot, step by step.
No matter how hard he fled, he couldn’t escape the pursuit of this dire strait.
The Tuning Master understood well what the Great Being hanging in the firmant intended to do.
The other side was slowly stripping away his self, stripping away his will, cleansing his soul.
Like a butcher hanging livestock upside down to drain the blood, to obtain clean ’at’ without a stench.
The dazzling starlight flickered violently, the starlight silhouette gazed at the gray-white eye in the firmant.
"Truth, you go too far!!!"
His body trembled; he raised his hand and tore off his left arm.
The severed left arm instantly turned into pervasive starlight, then condensed into a twisted gear pattern in front of the Tuning Master.
He trembled with rage, looking up at the firmant, roaring, "chanics, I am willing to agree to your terms."
The void between heaven and earth trembled, ancient and distant chants echoed from the depths of the world, resonating through endless ti and space, "I know flesh is weak, only chanics are eternal!"
The firmant, in that instant, was suddenly torn open.
Above those gray-white eyes, a vast fissure spanned the sky.
From outside the planet, it was evident that the fissure wasn’t hanging in the sky but in the dark universe beyond the planet.
Soon after, an invisible gray giant hand reached out from the colossal fissure, crossing the cosmic void, descending from the sky to grab the starlight silhouette on the ground.
The distorted earth trembled violently; in the distant direction, buildings shattered suddenly, and maddened machines tore themselves apart.
lted rubble and shattered tal turned into rivers flowing across the firmant, clinging to the invisible giant hand, converging into a colossal chanical arm that spanned heaven and earth.
The arm was studded with dense gears, which spun fiercely.
Just seeing this gigantic tal arm for a mont, a fervor of chanical worship spread between heaven and earth.
Under the distant firmant, so animals raised their heads, looking to the sky, gears and bolts squeezed out of their flesh, spinning rapidly.
As this fierce contamination swept across the world, the giant chanical arm penetrated the gray-white eye in the sky, descending to the starlight silhouette on the ground, capturing the silhouette.
anwhile, the gray-white eye in the sky remained motionless.
Bang—
The sound of broken strings echoed again, like the death knell, pounding on the heart of the starlight silhouette.
Along with this crisp sound, the giant chanical hand abruptly recoiled, trying to pull the starlight silhouette back through the firmant’s fissure.
Click—
In that mont, the tallic shell of the giant chanical hand trembled violently.
Boom—
Then, like sothing old and out of repair, the giant chanical hand’s shell fell off dramatically, revealing the dense gears and connectors inside.
Following that, these gears, as if not fastened, fell from the sky, crashing to the ground.
Boom boom boom—
The dense tal fell like a roaring chanical rain on the earth.
Almost instantly, this chanical giant hand ’collapsed’ completely, with all parts falling onto the ground.
These parts, upon touching the ground, were tainted with the invisible gray-white and instantly transford into gray-white stones.
The invisible giant hand in the sky restored to its original state almost in a breath, yet it still held the starlight silhouette, ready to pull outward.
At this mont, the gray-white eyes in the sky finally ’lifted’ their gaze, looking at the gray invisible giant hand.
In that instant, the entire world seed to tremble.
The tear in the sky, as if pinched at the edge by an invisible force, began to slowly close upwards, like a zipper, about to be ’closed’ by this force.
In a blink, the tear swiftly closed upwards, almost completely ’sealed’ in an instant.
And at that mont, a much greater force burst from the tear, preventing it from sealing, even tearing it wider.
The greatest gray-white eye, suspended high in the firmant, raised its gaze, looking at the sky.
In the firmant, amidst the endless cosmic void, a gray-white eye almost as large as the relic planet slowly erged from the void, gazing at the enormous tear floating outside the planet.
Simultaneously, the giant fissure expanded further, forming a tear approximately three tis the diater of the relic planet, with a gray-white brilliance erging from its depth.
The giant gray-white eye gazed at the torn fissure.
The entire world shook violently, with storms stirring the cosmos and ti and space at this mont.
Even the lines at the world’s bottom, never shaken before, rolled violently like a sea under a fierce hurricane.
In the cosmic void above the relic planet, it turned into endless blackness in an instant, swallowing even light in that deep region, unable to escape.
Each man-made sun suspended atop the relic planet vanished abruptly upon touching the dark edge, as if they had never appeared.
The intense spatial fluctuations that filled ti and space even spread to the relic planet, causing the once-stable planet to tremble violently.
Amidst this intense spatial tremor, lines lurking deep in the ’world’s bottom’ were also unearthed.
And beyond the trembling space-ti, in the empty cosmos, He Ao’s figure suddenly appeared, his translucent body erging in the void.
He quickly scanned the deep space, then raised his hand, a flash of orange-gray light with red edges passing swiftly in his eyes.
Found it!
At the deepest point in the world, under the stretch of the divine struggle-induced fierce ’wind wave’, an invisible mystical link was pulled up, then suddenly severed.
The massive planetary reflection in the sky paused instantly, then vanished swiftly at a visible speed.
This was the ritual connecting two planets, the strand hidden by the Tuning Master, yet to be severed by He Ao.
Of course, at this mont, the Tuning Master could no longer care for them.
He Ao didn’t look at the deep black battlefield; his figure quickly faded and vanished in the deep space.
The huge planetary illusion in the deep space also completely dissipated simultaneously, as if it had never existed.
And just as He Ao disappeared, a fissure abruptly tore open at the spot he once appeared, a flash of gray light passed through, then quickly ’closed’.
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