But how do you even begin to work on such a tiny crack? There are hundreds of immortals participating in the forging of gods and demons. Which immortal doesn't have their own unique immortal technique? Why is it that other immortals can't do it, but only the Old Man of the Moon can?
Wang Yao bent down and approached the crack, probing it with his finger. He then shook his head. It seemed he had to use magic; no other means would work. Even using a crowbar... damn it, with the width of the crack, the crowbar couldn't even fit in.
His hand immediately lit up, and a golden sword appeared. Wang Yao tried to use "Golden Control" to cut the crack wider, but unexpectedly, the ground of the God and Demon Forging Ground was made of some unknown material. He tried to cut it with the golden sword for a long time, but he couldn't even remove a speck of stone dust.
Wang Yao was even more astonished. "Imperial Metal" was the sharpest technique that Wang Yao could use at the moment, yet it had no effect on the ground of this God and Demon Forging Ground, not to mention that it also enhanced Wang Yao's power, which had already exceeded the Integration Stage.
"Hey, hey..." Diao Chan called anxiously from next door, but Wang Yao was too busy studying the crack to notice what she said next.
"I understand." Diao Chan's shout finally startled Wang Yao. He gave a perfunctory reply and continued to examine the ground beneath his feet.
In that case, there is only one way, but... Wang Yao silently chanted "Wrath of the Old Man of the Moon" in his heart. To be honest, this is the only way. There is a crack in the ground, and it is difficult to regard the two sides of the crack as unrelated parties. Therefore, Wang Yao did not intend to use his special spell at first.
However, Laozi, Mo Xian, and the Heavenly Emperor all said that only Wang Yao could separate the realms of gods and demons, which seemed to be a secret instruction that he had to use the exclusive skill of the Old Man of the Moon to complete the Mahayana stage mission of the trial of gods and demons.
So after thinking it over, Wang Yao decided to try using the red thread. The red thread was not afraid of the narrow crack and slipped in in a flash. Then the red thread extended endlessly downwards, as if it wanted to penetrate the entire stratum.
After the red line entered the crack, Wang Yao's "sensing" also surged into the ground. After probing down to nearly a thousand meters, the "sensing" field of vision suddenly expanded. The tiny crack in the ground turned into a wide fissure, extending vertically, with no end in sight.
It turns out that the crack appears to be connected on both sides within a few thousand meters of the ground, but in reality, deep underground, it is clearly a huge fracture zone. As the red line continues downward, the width of the fracture zone also increases.
Exploring another ten thousand meters, Wang Yao sensed that the tiny cracks on the ground had actually split into two opposing continents underground, with a deep chasm more than a hundred meters wide between them. Below the chasm, all he could sense was nothingness.
The red line continued to extend downwards for several thousand meters. At this point, the two sides of the fault line could no longer see each other. Wang Yao could only "see" the jagged, terrifying cliffs on his side.
As for the situation on the other side, in Wang Yao's "sensation," a large part of it was endless void, and it was estimated that the cliff face would be at least 10,000 meters away.
As Wang Yao was sensing the situation, the red thread in his hand suddenly stopped descending and instead wrapped around a protruding rock on the cliff face several times. Then, without warning, the other end of the red thread flew out of his hand and plunged into a crack in the ground.
The red line followed the other side of the crack downwards, but this time it did not go too deep. It only went down to the location where the underground fracture zone appeared several thousand meters underground, and then found a rock to wrap around it.
Immediately afterwards, in Wang Yao's perception, the red line connecting the two sides of the underground fracture zone flickered a few times before disappearing again and returning to Wang Yao's hand.
Wang Yao had just put away the red thread when he felt a sudden tremor in the ground. He was then thrown back and forth by a series of violent earthquakes and had to quickly use a "fairy travel" technique to float in the air to barely maintain his balance.
At this moment, his entire divine and demonic space resounded with tremendous roars, and everything around him began to shake violently. Mud and rocks, accompanied by various noisy booming sounds, rushed down into his forging space.
"Holy crap, it really works?" Wang Yao stared in disbelief at everything he saw. He never expected that the two continents could be involved in such hatred. In the end, the "Wrath of the Matchmaker" was just two words: "separation." Since they could not harm each other, they could only avoid each other.
Within a thousand meters underground, every piece of rock and soil that had been joined together split and separated according to their respective affiliations in the realm of gods and demons. The cracks continued to expand from bottom to top, and Wang Yao watched as the cracks on the ground of his forging space also expanded amidst violent tremors.
The entire forging space was filled with the panicked screams of the immortals. This was no different from a magnitude 7 or 8 earthquake in the human realm. The key was that the earthquake was relentless. The immortals, crammed into the small forging space, watched the surrounding structure gradually collapse and could not help but panic.
“…It’s open! It’s open!…” Wang Yao heard a clear scream from an immortal. He knew they were talking about the cracks appearing in the ground.
"...The Lord of the Red Threads has cast a spell!"
Why did the ground crack?
"Wasn't the ground already cracked a long time ago?"
"No..."
"What happened? What happened? Why was my casting process only halfway through?"
"Damn it!" Wang Yao's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, but he remembered Diao Chan's instruction to wait for Zhaojun and Feng Huan to complete the forging of the gods and demons before taking action. He hadn't taken it to heart because he didn't believe he could easily separate the two realms.
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