Cultivating in the Wizard World

Chapter 670: Chapter 571: Ashes and the Wall

Jeming stood at the edge of the camp’s barrier, his hands continuously waving.

Twisted rays of grey light shot out from his fingertips, accurately piercing those information creatures surrounded and divided by High Tier Wizards’ information weaving.

Witchcraft: Painful Chaos Code.

Every time the grey light struck, the outer energy of an information creature convulsed violently, the core information oscillated madly, and then... collapsed.

Blue Entropy Brains emerged from the disintegrated light masses, collected by the wizards nearby who had been well prepared.

The wizards essentially formed a production line from slaughter to collection of Entropy Brains, with astonishing efficiency.

But Jeming quickly noticed something amiss.

"These guys... have become harder to handle."

He frowned, staring at an information creature struggling not far away.

That information creature had just been hit by an Information Plague cast by a High Tier Wizard, yet it didn’t crash immediately like before.

Although it was eventually destroyed by subsequent attacks, its resistance was completely different from before.

"They’ve evolved isolation methods."

A Seventh Level Wizard’s voice came from beside him.

That powerful figure maintained the information weaving while speaking in a deep voice, "From the analysis, it seems all foreign information faced by these creatures must undergo scrutiny. The effects of those Information Plague witchcrafts have clearly diminished."

Jeming nodded, understanding in his heart.

The adaptability of these information creatures was too strong.

How long had it been since the last virus outbreak?

They had already evolved defensive mechanisms in response.

Now, if they wanted to infect them with the same Information Plague, unless a brand-new variant was developed, it would be difficult to succeed.

"However..."

Jeming looked at the information creatures being divided and surrounded, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Although they had firewalls now, their reaction speed had noticeably slowed.

Every piece of external information being scrutinized meant a decrease in processing speed.

The calculation power that could be mobilized instantly before now needed to be filtered, analyzed, and then responded to.

Those originally smooth network connections now showed visible latency.

For High Tier Wizards, this slight latency was enough.

"Continue!"

Jeming swung his hands again, releasing ten more Painful Chaos Codes.

The battle continued.

One information creature after another was killed, transformed into blue Entropy Brains.

The areas being divided and surrounded grew smaller and smaller, the number of information creatures visibly decreased.

Then, Jeming sensed something was off.

Not something different on the current battlefield but on a different "battlefield."

He abruptly raised his head, looking into the distance.

There, the battle between Martin and the Silent Abyss continued.

But at that moment, the scene in that area had completely changed.

The original pure white sea of light vanished, replaced by a distorted grey and white.

Countless flames burned in the void, but the flames weren’t red, they were grey.

Grey enough to appear white, grey enough to unsettle.

"That is..."

Jeming’s pupils contracted.

Martin’s laughter came from that direction, echoing across the entire plane.

"Hahahaha... good! Very good!"

His voice contained undisguised satisfaction, "To withstand so many of my attacks, you are qualified to make me a bit serious!"

In the distance, that hundred-meter-tall Silent Abyss was operating at full force.

Its surface flowed with blinding white light, countless information tendrils extended from it, connecting to every surviving node deep within the plane.

It was mobilizing the plane’s entire power.

No, even more.

Jeming saw at the plane barrier of the Information Plane, countless twisted energies were pouring in — the power of the endless Chaotic Void!

The originally disordered, chaotic, and violent void energy was forcibly gathered and integrated by the Silent Abyss, becoming orderly, and then merged into itself.

Because it sensed danger.

Martin raised his right hand, the surrounding grey-white flames swiftly converging towards his palm.

In his palm, a spot of grey light was forming.

The light was faint, like a candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.

But just with a glance, Jeming felt his Sea of Spirit tremble.

That wasn’t ordinary flame; it was something he couldn’t understand!

"Do you know why they call me ’Heart of Ashes’?"

Martin’s voice was calm, like he was having a casual chat.

The Silent Abyss didn’t answer, nor could it.

It merely gathered power frantically, constructing layer upon layer of defensive barriers before it.

Martin laughed.

"Because I can turn everything into ashes."

He pushed forward with his right hand.

The spot of grey light flew out.

Very slowly.

Slow enough for Jeming to feel he could clearly see its trajectory.

But along that trajectory, everything collapsed.

Space collapsed; time became chaotic.

The originally stable spatial structure shattered into countless fragments in the instant the grey light passed.

Those fragments didn’t even have time to scatter before being ignited by grey flames, reduced to nothing.

The time flow rate in that area began to chaotically fluctuate, sometimes fast as lightning, sometimes slow as if stopped.

Even the light caught in the time turbulence twisted into strange shapes.

The barriers arranged by the Silent Abyss began collapsing layer by layer.

Information barriers were burned through, energy barriers ignited.

The Silent Abyss roared.

It gathered all the power it could muster, frantically absorbing void energy from outside the plane, constructing one last line of defense before it.

That was the ultimate barrier, formed from most of its core information, nearly its whole life.

Then, the grey light hit it.

Thus, the gigantic Light Giant began to silently dissolve.

That ultimate barrier, upon contact with the grey light, began to "disappear."

The entire barrier was erased from the level of existence, as if it had never been there.

The Silent Abyss’s body started disintegrating.

Its hundred-meter-tall figure began turning to ashes, starting from the point of contact.

Finally, the grey light pierced through its core.

The Silent Abyss’s rate of disintegration suddenly accelerated.

In just a few seconds, the terrifying entity capable of mobilizing the plane’s entire power vanished completely into that grey ash.

Nothing was left behind.

Not even an Entropy Brain remained.

Jeming stared in that direction, momentarily speechless.

Just like that... dead?

That entity capable of mobilizing the plane’s entire power, just wiped out with one move?

But the next second, he froze.

Because the grey flame, after annihilating the Silent Abyss, didn’t stop.

It continued forward, advancing deep into the Information Plane.

"Is it going to directly breach the plane?"

Just as Jeming thought this, the situation changed.

As the grey flame was about to reach the core area of the Information Plane, it suddenly halted.

Then, a wall rose.

Or rather, it was a... pure "void."

It stretched between the grey flame and the core of the Information Plane, entirely pitch-black, without any light, no fluctuations, not even any sense of existence.

But it just existed, severing everything.

The grey flame struck the wall, disappearing without a sound.

Jeming’s pupils suddenly contracted.

What was that?

He turned to Martin.

Martin was also looking at the wall, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Interesting..."

He murmured, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.

"To actually manage this step?"