He stopped talking nonsense and raised his hand to point at Bailiwei.
A radiance of black iron bloomed from Zhuang Wuming's fingers.
This brilliance instantly enveloped him with power, and the next moment he felt chilled all over.
Zhuang Wuming looked at Zhuang Wuming with a look of horror and disbelief.
"Level 4, the light of black iron, this is impossible."
His voice was trembling, and his whole body was trembling.
He was surrounded by the black iron light that restrained him, preventing him from even moving.
Everyone in the entire venue was dumbfounded, looking at Zhuang Wuming in disbelief.
Zhuang Wuming looked at them, "Do you still have any objections if you lose?"
The president of Alianstone and the presidents of the other two speed car companies next to him all had pale faces.
They knew this time was over and there would be no chance again.
Zhuang Wuming looked at their desperate expressions, turned to Kettlewell and said, "The rest of the matter has been left to you to handle."
Kettlewell nodded quickly, "No problem, Mr. Clyde."
The time and space around Zhuang Wuming flickered, and then he disappeared into the arena, leaving behind a group of people who were stunned.
Tear apart time and space, in this world of gods, he is a great master.
Kettlewell looked at Allinstone and others with a smile on his face.
This time he won the bet, and no one could stop him from achieving his ambition.
Time flies and several days pass by.
Zhuang Wuming never left his room.
His eyes were just fixed on the golden slate in front of him.
Today, the golden slate has finally seen some changes.
It seems that it has absorbed enough water from the mother river, and the golden stone slab has begun to show obvious changes.
The mirror surface on the stone slab connected to the mother river was shrinking rapidly. After a few seconds, the stone slab returned to its original appearance.
A dark stone slab with mysterious patterns on the front.
A film composed of a mysterious substance covers the stone slab.
As the mirror disappeared, the pattern on the stone began to change.
Zhuang Wuming carefully recorded the changes in the pattern, which is obviously one of the secrets of the golden slate.
A total of 9 patterns appeared, and they appeared in a recurring cycle.
After each cycle, a mysterious substance will grow on the front of the stone slab.
This mysterious substance is a triangular pyramid-shaped object, the whole body is black and transparent, and it looks very mysterious.
Zhuang Wuming took this piece of mysterious material and weighed it in his hand.
"The weight of 13 parts of the mysterious substance is really interesting."
"It's just enough for a person to cultivate to the fourth level of the Divine Gate and condense the light of black iron."
"Why does this golden slate look like a machine specially designed to manufacture Black Iron Light warriors?"
"Interesting, really interesting."
Zhuang Wuming seemed to have discovered a new world, and at the same time, his conceptual consciousness was projected.
Nine recurring patterns on the golden stone slab have been constructed.
Through the projection of conceptual consciousness, Zhuang Wuming restored this information to his original body through the induction between his souls.
In the infinite underworld, Zhuang Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly.
Nine mysterious patterns appeared in his conceptual consciousness.
Then the conceptual consciousness began to operate rapidly, conducting inferential analysis of these nine mysterious patterns.
At the same time, the structural information of the golden stone slab was simulated, and Zhuang Wuming quickly came to a conclusion.
"So that's it, these patterns are a transformation program."
"Destroy the worlds one by one, absorb their essence and transform them into mysterious substances."
"The mysterious substance is the basic substance that simulates the mother river bed."
"However, although this pattern is a transformation program, it does not seem to be able to directly transform the infinite world of the mother river water."
"So the function of the golden slate is to perform the initial processing of the water drawn from the mother river."
"Only after the final processing is completed can the world be destroyed by this pattern, absorbed and transformed."
"That is to say, if you want to master the secret of the Black Iron Light, you must get the golden slate itself."
"This is different from the Bronze Light."
"The transformation method of bronze light can transform any power system into bronze light as long as you practice it."
"The two cultivation methods are completely different and have no connection whatsoever."
"But they all seem to have reached a certain special state, the same essence of force."
"This is very strange."
Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming already made a decision in his heart.
"It seems we only have one chance to take the risk. The crisis is already imminent."
His eyes looked toward the infinite underworld.
On the land of infinite underworld, there are countless underworld creatures or souls, and their bodies are filled with the brilliance of bronze.
Almost all intelligent beings have transformed their original power into bronze light.
Zhuang Wuming now completely relies on the huge size of the Infinite Underworld to suppress them, but what worries him the most now is.
Thousands of Basic Dharma achievers were originally conquered by him.
After practicing the method of bronze light, this power follows the basic method they possess.
Invading the cycle of principles of the infinite underworld is a very dangerous thing for him.
After careful deduction, Zhuang Wuming came to a conclusion that shocked him.
In half a year at most, 70% of the concept and volume of the Infinite Underworld will be integrated into the light of bronze.
At that time, his control over the infinite underworld will be greatly affected.
It is even possible to be turned against the customer.
The imminent threat made him make up his mind immediately.
"We must take action. The power of Bronze Glory has not yet shown its threat."
"I want to open the way to the divine world."
"The power of bronze light is essential."
With a decision in his mind, Zhuang Wuming immediately took action.
The body transformed by conceptual consciousness quickly split into two halves.
The method of clone is actually very simple for him and will not have any impact.
He cloned himself to prepare for what was to come.
Although he split into two halves, each of the two bodies is the real him.
A body flashed and rushed into the whirlpool of reincarnation in the infinite underworld.
At the same time, a large number of origins in the infinite underworld also rushed into the vortex of reincarnation.
The infinite origin is flowing to the infinite underworld in the unsolvable void in the mother river.
Zhuang Wuming planned to place his infinite underworld in two places to prepare for the next thing.
In the infinite underworld in the ruins of Wujie, there are no methods of bronze light spreading.
There, he could retain a part of his pure conceptual origin.
Time passes minute by minute.
The volume of the infinite underworld in the deep depths of the infinite void quickly shrunk by one-third.
Zhuang Wuming calculated it and found that basically the reduced size of this part was constructed by him consuming the source of the mother river.
The remaining 2/3 of the volume is all made up of the original soul of the infinite void and the world of death.