Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 273: The pass is as solid as iron, and the blood is as cold as frost.

A few days later.

The Cloud-Piercing Shuttle's colossal hull descended with a grating screech of metal, slowly settling into a docking berth behind Iron Wall Pass.

When the hatch opened and the first gust of cold wind rushed in, it wasn't the biting chill one might expect. Instead, it was a dry, oppressive heat, thick with the mingled smells of char, rust, and intense spiritual energy fluctuations.

Su Ming followed the line out of the hatch. The moment his feet touched the ground, he felt a faint tremor through the soles.

This wasn't an earthquake. It was a resonance caused by some unimaginably vast energy surging deep beneath the earth.

He looked up, his pupils involuntarily contracting slightly.

Before him stretched a black mountain range.

No, that wasn't a mountain range.

It was a section of mountain peak that had been forcibly sheared off by human effort, then built upon with countless massive blocks of Mystic Iron rock to form a city wall.

The wall soared a thousand *zhang* high, extending left and right to the limits of vision, like a black iron gate cleaving heaven and earth in two.But that wasn't the most awe-inspiring sight.

The most awe-inspiring was the curtain of light enveloping the wall outside.

Seven pillars of starlight, thick as celestial columns, descended from the firmament, plunging deep into the earth. Using these as anchor points, they supported a translucent, pale golden curtain of light. What flowed across this curtain weren't ordinary runes, but torrents of spiritual energy surging like mighty rivers.

Each surge of the spiritual energy tide produced a deep, thunderous rumble.

"This is... the Big Dipper Seven Stars Demon Locking Grand Formation."

Su Ming murmured to himself. Even hovering at the edge of the "observation micro state," he felt dizzy and disoriented. The complexity of this formation was billions of times greater than any formation diagram he had ever seen.

at it for too long. Your divine sense will get

Sea, carrying a rare note of seriousness. "This isn't so much a formation as it is a furnace burning spirit stones. Just maintaining the normal operation of that light curtain consumes an amount of spiritual energy every second that would be enough to make you explode a

quickly averted his gaze, rubbing his throbbing temples. "Master, the spiritual energy

full capacity for thousands of years. Parts are worn, pipes are aged. The fact that it's still turning is a miracle. Your job is to tighten the screws

shout came from the front of

recruits for the Formation Maintenance Battalion, assemble

Ming collected his thoughts

responsible for receiving them was a middle-aged cultivator wearing a dark red formation robe. His left sleeve was empty, fluttering in the wind. He held a jade slip in his hand, his gaze sweeping coldly over this group of

whose names are called, go collect your identity

"Zhang San, First Squad."

"Li Si, Second Squad."

...

"Su Ming, Third Squad."

and took the heavy black iron tag. It felt cool to the touch. On

cultivator pointed toward a stone hut in a corner of the camp. "Go find Captain Zhao Tiji. Don't wander off. Take one

thanks and

immortal air of the sect. The ground was paved with rough stone slabs, the cracks between them packed with black sealant to

tall, burly man stood in front of the

his back to Su Ming, holding a massive formation plate in his hands. He was using a tool resembling a chisel to carve something onto it

Specialist, Su Ming,

paces away and performed a

carving the

face as hard and cold as

a somewhat ferocious aspect. His cultivation was at the early Foundation Establishment stage, but the aura

Zhao Tiji.

a moment on Su Ming's long, pale, clean hands. The corner of his mouth twisted into an

The sect is being generous this time, sending

sounded like two pieces of raw iron grinding together. "But judging by your delicate,