A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

Fragments of the bronze altar were suspended in the vacuum, and Ye Shuli smelled a strong rusty odor when she landed on her back.

The static electricity generated by the self-repairing nanoglasses made her temples tingle, and a purple-gold afterimage from before the collapse of spacetime remained on her retina.

"If you're alive, move your fingers." Jiang Ye's hoarse voice came close to my ear.

His entire left arm was embedded in the crack of the altar, while his right hand still gripped Ye Shuli's wrist tightly, dark red blood seeping into the bronze patterns through the gaps between their clasped fingers.

When Ye Shuli turned over, she bumped into the floating pebbles and discovered that they were in a spherical space with a diameter of less than ten meters.

A star map similar to the back of Jiang Ye's neck floated on the twelve bronze walls, and those blue-purple light spots were slowly devouring the edge of the altar.

The nano glasses suddenly sounded an alarm, and only then did she see the crack in Jiang Ye's spiritual core below his collarbone—like golden light leaking from a shattered glass lamp.

"The Double Helix Shield has 27 seconds left." Jiang Ye used his knee to push away the rubble that was smashing towards the tribal woman, and three balls of purple fire suddenly exploded outside the pale golden light screen.

The guardian's phantom reassembled at the top of the spherical space, its antimatter core transformed into a bottomless vortex.

Ye Shuli's fingernails dug into Jiang Ye's palm: "The Klein bottle structure failed just now because the energy refraction angle deviated by 0.7 arcminutes." She tore off the last two compressed spirit stones from the necklace. When the three-dimensional formula projected by the nano-glasses overlapped with the bronze wall star map, she finally saw the pattern of the movement of those light spots—strikingly similar to the nonlinear partial differential equations that she had failed to solve before crossing over.

The guardian emitted a high-frequency shriek, and simultaneously, amethyst prisms shot out from the twelve bronze walls.

Jiang Ye dragged Ye Shuli into the recessed area of ​​the altar, the fragments of the spirit core inside his chest making a crisp sound like porcelain cracking.

The tribal chief suddenly hurled a bone chain that entangled the guardian's phantom; the bulging veins on his bronze skin proved that he was burning his life essence.

"The missing star chart in the southeast corner indicates a seventh variant of the three-dimensional Klein model." Ye Shuli wiped the blood from her eyes and suddenly slammed the compressed spirit stone onto the crack in Jiang Ye's spirit core. "Turn your double helix frequency to 4.7 Hz and use psionic resonance instead of physical refraction."

Jiang Ye coughed up blood and laughed out loud: "Shouldn't there be a final kiss at this moment?" The dark golden spirit patterns had already spread from his back to the entire shield, twisting the incoming amethyst prism into ring-shaped ripples.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Shuli climbed onto the floating bronze plate, and her nano-glasses locked onto a singularity in the vortex on the guardian's chest.

When the seventh wave of energy impact arrived, Ye Shuli suddenly removed the defensive talisman from her wristband.

The moment the purple ray grazed her right shoulder, the nanoglasses accurately captured the vibration frequency of the antimatter core.

She pretended to stumble and fall towards the edge of the altar, giving Jiang Ye a secret signal with her left hand behind her back.

"Are you out of your mind?" The tribal woman threw out her animal tooth necklace to try and pull Ye Shuli back, but the chief cut the rope with a bone knife.

As predicted, the Guardian swooped down, and when the vortex on its chest was only half a meter away from Ye Shuli's back, Jiang Ye suddenly flipped the shield to form a four-dimensional Möbius strip.

While in a state of weightlessness, Ye Shuli twisted her waist and turned around, pressing the pendant containing the fragments of the God of War into the frequency resonance point on the guardian's chest.

The nano-glasses reflected her bloodied smile: "Three-dimensional beings can never accurately calculate four-dimensional refraction." The modern nuclear physics formulas sealed within the pendant collided with mystical spiritual energy, creating a blazing white light spot, and the star map on the twelve bronze walls suddenly began to rotate in reverse.

Jiang Ye's spirit core finally shattered completely, but before it could completely collapse, the last trace of his spirit vein was blocked by the compressed spirit stone that Ye Shuli stuffed into his mouth.

The instant the spherical space began to collapse into a singularity, everyone saw the purple-gold patterns that appeared on Ye Shuli's wrist—a sign that the artifact was recognizing its master.

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The moment the God Fragment resonated with the artifact, the entire collapsed space suddenly froze.

Suddenly, the purple-gold patterns on Ye Shuli's wrist burst forth with millions of rays of light. Just as they were about to touch the material, the antimatter core on the guardian's chest suddenly split into twelve mirror images.

"The three-dimensional refraction formula needs to be reversed!" Ye Shuli shouted, and the nano-glasses automatically switched to quantum observation mode.

Using the last bit of spiritual power that Jiang Ye's spiritual veins transmitted before they collapsed, she forcibly inscribed a modern nuclear fission model into the bronze star map.

The suspended spirit stone powder formed a Klein bottle structure around the two, perfectly enveloping the trajectory of the Guardian's mirror image fission.

Jiang Ye coughed up blood and grabbed the fragment of the altar. The golden light seeping from the crack in the spirit core suddenly resonated with the purple-gold patterns.

Using the recoil, he crashed into the missing star map in the southeast corner. The blood droplets that flew out when his wolf tail braid came condensed in the air into topological symbols—the very equation diagram that Ye Shuli had not completed before her transmigration.

"break!"

The moment the two sharp shouts rang out simultaneously, the modern physical laws carried by the compressed spirit stone collided violently with the mystical energy of the bronze star map.

The instant the nanoglasses detected the distortion in four-dimensional space, Ye Shuli suddenly ripped off the wolf tooth pendant around Jiang Ye's neck—it contained plutonium particles brought from the modern world three years ago.

The guardian's phantom distorted and deformed in the intense light, and the twelve mirror images shattered like a broken prism.

The tribal chief suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the material guardian's materialized right leg, and incantations of the same origin as the bronze star map appeared on his bronze skin.

"Now!" Jiang Ye bit his tongue with his bloodied canine teeth, and sprayed his last bit of spiritual energy, mixed with his blood essence, onto the purple-gold patterns on the back of Ye Shuli's hand.

The nanoglasses suddenly issued an overload alarm, but Ye Shuli precisely seized the one ten-thousandth of a second of the gap and shot the plutonium particle into the singularity in the guardian's chest.

In the white light strong enough to burn the retina, the Material Guardian let out an inhuman roar.

Its chest vortex suddenly collapsed into a miniature black hole, but before it could devour the surrounding space, it was forcibly locked in place by a counterclockwise rotating star map.

Ye Shuli staggered and lunged toward the suspended core material; the lenses of her nano-glasses were already covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"careful!"

Jiang Ye's warning arrived at the same time as the sound of wind breaking.

The tribal woman, who should have been unconscious, suddenly threw out three poisoned beast teeth, one of which was aimed directly at Ye Shuli's neck.

As Jiang Ye turned around, he aggravated the crack in his chest core, but managed to grab the beast tooth with his right hand. The dark purple venom instantly corroded half of his palm.

"Looking for death?" Ye Shuli threw a broken piece of bronze away, which grazed the tribal woman's ear and embedded itself in the collapsing star map.

When she helped Jiang Ye up, she touched her hands, which were covered in sticky golden spiritual blood. Her nano glasses automatically analyzed that the spiritual vein collapse rate had reached 87%.

The spherical space suddenly trembled violently, and the defeated guardians dissipated into particles of light.

Just as Ye Shuli was about to touch the floating Crimson Flame Crystal, the entire space was suddenly torn apart by a transparent force field.

The scanning rays from the nanoglasses struck the material's surface, creating purple ripples—a completely unfamiliar energy barrier that even distorted the bronze star map into bizarre polyhedrons.

"Cough cough... This thing is even more sinister than the old guys' sect-protecting formation." Jiang Ye wiped the gold stain from the corner of his mouth with his blood-stained sleeve, then suddenly tore open his shirt to reveal the spiritual patterns shimmering on his chest. "Let's try again with my natal spiritual source..."

"Shut up!" Ye Shuli pressed down on his hand, which was about to form a hand seal. The nano glasses reflected the Klein bottle structure flowing on the surface of the barrier.

She suddenly ripped off the tattered straps of her nanosuit, and with the mixture of their blood on them, drew Maxwell's equations in the air.

The tribal chief suddenly knelt on one knee, his bone knife plunging heavily into the collapsing star map: "This is an ancestral restriction!" A totem of the same origin as the barrier appeared on his forehead, "Anyone who touches it will be..."

Before the warning was finished, the entire space was suddenly stretched into an infinitely long string.

Ye Shuli was shocked to realize that the Crimson Flame Crystal in her hand was being quantized, and the purple-gold patterns suddenly turned into abysses that devoured spiritual power.

Even more alarming is that the nanoglasses reveal that the flow of time inside the barrier is increasing exponentially.

"Shuli!" Jiang Ye suddenly turned her around, a dark golden light flickering in his bloodshot phoenix eyes. "Remember when we were trapped in the time rift?" His bloodied fingers traced a Möbius strip on her palm. "You said..."

Ye Shuli suddenly grabbed his wrist, her blood-covered eyelashes trembling violently: "No!"

"This isn't a spatial barrier!" She abruptly grabbed the floating bronze fragment and slammed it against the barrier, watching it disintegrate into elementary particles. "This is...this is a dimensional reduction attack from a four-dimensional being!"

The space, having collapsed to its limit, suddenly emitted the sound of shattering glass.

In the last frame before everyone disappeared, Jiang Ye saw that the purple-gold patterns on the back of Ye Shuli's hand were growing in reverse, and the look in her eyes as she stared at the barrier was exactly the same as when she solved the Riemann Hypothesis three years ago.