Cultivation is just so scientific! Chapter 1474 - 783: Rift (2)

Theoretically speaking, spatial rifts are supposed to manifest only in the primary realm and never show up inside a Grotto Heaven.

No spatial rifts form within a Grotto Heaven; whenever space grows unstable there, it simply crumbles outright, much like what happens at the gateway to the Hell Cave Heaven.

To date, explorers have yet to discover any spatial rifts in the Grotto Heavens they've delved into.

Gathered here were mighty Great Cultivators from dominant superpower groups, folks with access to certain guarded secrets. Every major power had delved into studies on spatial rifts, and even the legendary mighty ones had penned their own analyses on the matter.

The mighty themselves had verified that spatial rifts are exclusive to the main world.

Master Wang He's declaration flew in the face of the mighty's established findings, a notion these Great Cultivators, who revered the mighty above all, simply couldn't stomach.

"Push through and eliminate these Hell creatures, then you'll witness it firsthand!" Master Wang He declared in a grave tone, brooking no debate.

At that moment, the Great Cultivators unleashed their full might without restraint, summoning magical treasures in a flash to wipe out the late-stage Fourth Grade Hell Beings, burning with curiosity about what awaited beyond.

After endless hours of fierce combat, the cultivators had pinpointed the vulnerabilities of these Hell creatures.

Even the late-stage Fourth Grade Hell creatures relied on crude, straightforward assault patterns, which explained why they fell short against human cultivators.

In earlier clashes, Hell creatures had overwhelmed foes with endless hordes, but facing over five thousand Nascent Soul Middle Stage experts plus more than fifty Great Cultivators, their numbers meant nothing.

The fight devolved into a brutal slaughter, amplified by Master Wang He's devastating blows that annihilated vast clusters of Hell creatures in single swings.

Leading the charge at the Four-direction Formation's vanguard, be they common Hell creatures or those at late-stage Fourth Grade, none escaped the thunderous onslaught—each one blasted into oblivion with horrifying force.

"There it is!"

"A spatial rift!"

"It's really a spatial rift!"

In the midst of shocked cries, the Great Cultivators spotted a dark fissure rising vertically from the earth.

The sight that stunned them deepest was the nonstop spawning of Hell creatures pouring out from that dark fissure.

It dawned on them that these Hell creatures weren't spawned by the Hell Cave Heaven itself but were spilling forth from this very black rift.

"Pour everything into wiping out the Hell monsters nearby; we have to erect an array to seal this spatial rift, or we'll never root out the Hell monsters completely!" Master Wang He ordered sharply.

The cultivators' Four-direction Formation shifted into a circling pattern around the spatial rift, relentlessly cutting down the encircling Hell creatures.

As the foes fell on one flank, heaps of array bases were swiftly placed into position.

Right then, Master Wang He broke away from the Four-direction Formation to confront the spatial rift solo, brandishing the 'Heavenly Strike Thunder Hammer' to bombard it with bolt after bolt of lightning.

Li Yuanba stood frozen, awestruck as he watched Master Wang He single-handedly seal the spatial rift.

Sure, Master Wang He's explosive display couldn't endure forever, yet its sheer ferocity already surpassed anything Li Yuanba could fathom.

Even amid the fray, Li Yuanba kept an eye on the array bases going up.

He grasped that this setup was a formation designed to steady space; if it activated properly, it would clamp down on the rift's spatial energies, narrowing its opening.

This remained merely a stopgap spatial formation; achieving a true seal on the spatial rift demanded far more complexity.

From where he stood, this array, forged from vast quantities of precious Fourth-grade Array Materials, could hold firm for up to six days at best.

He figured the space-stabilizing formation had been hauled along not because they foresaw the spatial rift, but to shore up the Hell Cave Heaven's unstable space and delay its inevitable downfall.

Next to Master Wang He's intense duel, the Four-direction Formation's skirmish felt almost effortless; with every Great Cultivator going all-out, the Hell creatures encircling the spatial rift dwindled fast.

In the end, after seven grueling hours of combat, they succeeded in purging the Hell creatures clustered around the spatial rift.

Those Hell creatures lumbering in from afar no longer presented any real danger.

Over yonder, Master Wang He crackled with electric arcs across his frame, his form swelling into a towering Nascent Soul Dharma Form exceeding ten meters, a clear sign he'd tapped into his utmost battle power.

Li Yuanba had kept a sharp watch on Master Wang He's duel; after all, the man could turn foe in an instant.

Yet after dissecting Master Wang He's fighting style, Li Yuanba harbored just one idea: until he himself ascended to Great Cultivator status, steering clear of Master Wang He was the smart play.

This wasn't fear, but a clear-eyed assessment of his own limits.

Beneath Master Wang He's total onslaught, Li Yuanba caught sight of four late-stage Fourth Grade Hell creatures charging from the rift's far side, only to get their heads smashed as they poked through, courtesy of Master Wang He's lightning strikes.

Li Yuanba detected the infusion of Thunder Rules within Master Wang He's lightning; lacking the insights shared by his true body, Li Shiming, he couldn't yet grasp those Thunder Rules at his current level.

Activating his 'Divine Vision,' he linked up with the IBMz15 to capture every detail of Master Wang He's combat maneuvers, data of utmost importance for Li Shiming's progress in the 'Yuqing Thunder Scripture.'

"Join the fight; Array Masters, speed up that formation!" Master Wang He spotted the cultivators fixated on his clash and bellowed.

Every lightning blast from him drained his Thunder Rules to the brink, a strain he could barely sustain in such a frenzy.

Those inner Thunder Rules formed the bedrock for his push toward the Mahayana Realm; while everyday use allowed replenishment, overdoing it risked damaging that core foundation.

At his call, the Great Cultivators surged into the melee.

Master Wang He pulled back his Nascent Soul Dharma Form and swallowed a handful of Spirit Pills.

He refused to slack off, positioning himself nearby to leap in if danger stirred.

Meanwhile, the formation progressed, though the sporadic bursts of spatial turbulence and lingering battle chaos at the rift hampered things, slowing the Array Masters' efforts considerably.

"What's the holdup? Get that formation up fast—the Great Cultivators are burning through their reserves!" Master Wang He grumbled at the cluster of Array Masters.

"Senior Wang, these spatial fluctuations and battle residues keep warping the local energies; we must run thorough computations for every array base, and rushing it just isn't possible!" One Array Master lifted his gaze to explain.

"How much longer until the formation's done?" Master Wang He reined in his irritation, aware that pushing wouldn't help, and inquired gravely.

"Hard to pin down, but if luck's on our side, maybe two days!" The Array Master pondered briefly before replying.

"Two days? Just glance at that spatial rift—do you think it can hold out that long!" Master Wang He at last unleashed his pent-up rage, roaring in frustration.

Though the spatial rift looked contained for the moment, something on the opposite end seemed alerted to the barrier, sending ever more late-stage Fourth Grade Hell Beings into the fray.

Were it not for the fifty-plus Great Cultivators focusing their assaults on the rift, Master Wang He doubted he could keep it sealed alone anymore.

Enduring two days' wait—who could predict the dire twists that might unfold?

With such vast forces committed and countless cultivators fallen or wounded, now that they'd uncovered the Hell Cave Heaven's origin point, failure at this final formation stage was unthinkable.

"We're giving it everything we've got; deploying a formation in this mess isn't child's play!" The Array Master shot back in exasperation under the verbal barrage.

They weren't dragging their feet on purpose; within the Array Masters' Array Formation Starlight Sea lay reference computations. In typical settings, no matter the formation's intricacy, a prepared Array Master could assemble it swiftly.

Yet here, the energies roiled in utter disorder, demanding fresh recalibrations to purge disruptions and weave in spatial forces; that's precisely why these elite Array Masters, the finest in the Cultivation World, were essential to ensure the formation's triumph.