Chapter 869: Comparing Technology, Have We Ever Flinched!?

On the other theater of war, just as the East Continent's new shop engaged in a bitter struggle with the Immortal Clan, Half-City had likewise just weathered a horrific battle.

Between heaven and earth, a crimson glow flared from all sides, banishing a myriad of evils!

What they faced was... a Demon God far surpassing their own might!

Aboard the Sky-Swallowing Giant Turtle, the brilliance of divine swords illuminated the cosmos!

"The source of the malevolent aura has been destroyed—!" Across the vast ocean, the pure white light of the Haotian Mirror descended, and beneath its illumination, a flash of sword light pierced straight into the giant turtle's vulnerable spot.

"The blocking monsters have been executed! Begin positioning!" Upon the giant turtle, a scene of utter ruin unfolded as the gathered cultivators and warriors, led by Nalan Hongwu, breathed heavily, drenched in blood, with the corpses of monsters littering the ground before them!

Immediately after, surging sword qi coalesced in midair into a colossal, peerless Heavenly Sword, hacking down abruptly toward the vital joints!

"Fire!" Aboard the Metamagnetic Wind and Thunder Vessel, braving the roar of the sea, ripples of thunderous light flashing with destructive brilliance ignited upon the massive cannon situated at the ship's prow!

Looking down from the high sky, several azure beams of light could be seen piercing the gloomy ocean, attacking with flawless precision alongside the cultivators on the turtle's back.

Unable to defend both front and rear, in a single instant, all four legs suffered grievous wounds!

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True strength is by no means an external might; a battered, unyielding, and forever inextinguishable heart is the true source of great power.

On this battlefield, they were perhaps inferior to the other front; they were neither great heroes nor immortal deities, and no matter how brilliantly their sword light flared, it was but a speck of starlight to the entire world.

Yet they... sought to use these tiny specks of light to illuminate the entire darkened world.

One person... might not suffice, but... what about a crowd!?

In the ocean, its four legs severely crippled, the incomparably massive Sky-Swallowing Giant Turtle let out a mournful wail, and like a collapsing golden mountain or a toppling jade pillar, the greater part of its body sank into the seabed.

The giant turtle's massive maw swung open, revealing a vast space within, which was precisely the command center located inside the beast.

With swords in hand, they followed the direction of the retreating demon soldiers, slaughtering their way into the giant turtle, into that massive command space!

In days of yore, when gods and demons stood tall, the weak humans caught in the fissures viewed them as natural disasters and calamities.

Today, should any dare trespass again, they would surely make their blood splatter across the vault of heaven!

"Hah—!" Sword light bloomed into brilliant flashes within the darkness as Nalan Hongwu charged at the vanguard, with the various sects and factions following closely behind!

The Haotian Mirror, the Dustless Sword... all manner of divine artifacts, treasures, and supernatural abilities, coupled, it seemed, with the carelessness and contempt of the demon soldiers, actually allowed Nalan Hongwu and his companions to hack their way inside after a perilous journey of slaughter!

It was as if... they had arrived in another small world.

Before them lay a labyrinth of intricate paths, resembling an underground cavern, dim and dismal, devoid of much light.

Looking closely, it resembled squirming walls of flesh, yet to say it was simply the interior of the Sky-Swallowing Giant Turtle was not entirely accurate; there was no churning of countless impurities here, making it far cleaner and tidier than when they had entered from the foul, stench-ridden maw of the beast.

Seated upon a throne of bones in the midst of the central army, the Demon God's gaze was likewise profound.

"My Lord..." The vice-general's face was frosty. "These humans have actually pushed their luck, daring to slaughter their way in...!"

The demon general seated high upon the bone chair said coldly, "My Nine Abysses Space is intricately complex. Even if they manage to enter, without a map, it is absolutely impossible for them to escape. Perhaps... we will not even need to act before they lose themselves within this space!"

"Heheh..." Another lieutenant general instantly sneered, "They have slain countless of our demon soldiers; it is high time these humans taste the might of our clan!"

"After all..." another added, "Our clan is far superior to these humans in every aspect, whether in terms of magic treasures or artifacts!"

"Hehehehe... Hahaha! There is a path to Heaven yet you walk it not; the Nine Underworlds have no gate, yet you barge right in!"

With their incredibly long history, they had naturally created countless advanced things, a point that humans could never hope to match!

With that, an image manifested before the demons: "Just like this, even though we are monitoring them at every moment, they remain entirely unaware."

The scene projected by the spell showed the exact current situation of Nalan Hongwu and the others.

"Nalan! Brother Nalan!" Right at this moment, within the Nine Abysses Space, a mirror light shone over.

Nalan Hongwu turned his head to look; it was precisely Lan Mo holding the genuine Haotian Mirror.

By this time, except for the small squad led by Nalan Hongwu, everyone else had become separated.

"There is... something strange about this space!" Nalan Hongwu's expression was grave. "I fear we have fallen into the trap of these demons!"

Ever since hacking their way in by severing the turtle's legs, the battle-hardened Nalan Hongwu had sensed a bizarre aura.

"Jie-jie-jie-jie!" Another wave of sneering laughter erupted from the generals of the central army; they were indeed trapped.

"No matter." Right at that moment, Lan Mo pulled out a communication jade and shook it in his hand. Soon, a peculiar, crude map appeared upon it.

It looked somewhat like... an in-game map, though if Fang Qi were here, he would probably find it looked more like... the Google or Baidu Maps from before his transmigration.

It even displayed their location and orientation: "This is... a new map function recently developed by our Wuwei Daoist Alliance. Under the guidance of the Haotian Mirror, I have just mapped out a small section. Let us walk through this stretch first, then use Penguin Communication to share our locations and upload the map simultaneously. It can display the positions of the others based on the signal, and I believe we will be able to assemble very soon."

Witnessing this scene, several demon generals in the central command post instantly froze.

"Penguin Communication...?! Location sharing?! What on earth is that?!"

"Quick!" The demon general's face turned ashen. "Activate the Soul-Bewildering Array to disrupt the spiritual energy and block their communications!"

"Yes!"

Soon, Lan Mo shook the communication jade in his hand: "Hmm...? Strange, why is there no signal?!"

"What do we do then?" Zong Wu, who stood beside him, spoke up.

"No matter!" Lan Mo stated, "This master is equipped with the latest military-grade communication jade from the Wuwei Daoist Alliance, capable of handling various signals simultaneously. Let this master try switching to electromagnetic wave signals..."

"Quick! Activate the Nether-Polar Magnetic Light to disrupt their communications!" The demon general sneered. "Is switching signals going to work?! To think the paltry achievements of humans dare contend with our clan."

"Hmm—?!" Lan Mo shook the communication jade in bewilderment. "Even the electromagnetic signal doesn't work?"

"Let me try changing to light waves..."

"Pass down the order, activate the Nether-Underworld Array!"

"Let me try changing to radio waves..."

"Activate the Black Thunder Mysterious Water Array!"

"Let me check by changing to infrasonic waves..."

"Activate..."

"Let's change to ultrasonic waves this time..."

"...Where did these humans... get so many methods of communication!!??" Several demon generals stared dumbfounded at the magical projection before them. Watching these few mortals fiddle with the communication jade while the signal remained perfectly clear, they were utterly stupefied.

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Note: The Nine Abysses Space is not a true small world, but rather a space somewhat like a storage space yet more refined, hence it requires continuous external spiritual energy convection; otherwise, it would be like a death row cell that would eventually suffocate the creatures within, which is why information can still flow out.

As for a true small world... at the very least, it requires someone at the level of a Primordial Saint to create it.

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