Digitalization of the World

Accidents always strike at the most unexpected moment.

Without any warning, a "puff" sound was heard. The sound was as dull as a death knell from ancient times, and it went straight into the depths of the human soul, bringing with it endless horror and chill, as if it was torn out from the darkest corner of the universe, instantly shrouding everything around it in a haze of fear.

A stick flashing with strange runes, like a ghost from hell, instantly pierced through the chest of Wang Xian's clone at a ghostly speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

The runes on the stick seemed like living evil creatures. They twisted and jumped wildly, emitting a terrifying and strange aura, as if mocking all the laws of the world.

Blood spurted out from the chest of Wang Xian's clone like a raging fountain. The warm fishy smell quickly spread, and it was particularly pungent in this dead silent space.

A large amount of blood, like a flood that broke through a dam, spilled uncontrollably all over the jade cage.

Blood splattered, some of it splashing onto the curled up silver-white beast in the cage.

At this moment, it had just raised its small and exquisite head, and its round ears were still shaking slightly, as if it was still feeling the strangeness around it, but it didn't want to face this extremely tragic scene.

Its eyes, which were originally as bright as the brightest stars in the vast universe, were instantly ignited by the flames of hatred and turned as red as blood, as if they wanted to burn away all the injustice and evil in the world.

"roar!"

A deafening and terrifying roar burst out from the mouth of the silver-white little beast.

This roar contained endless rage and earth-shattering power, as if it was going to shatter the entire world and return everything to its original chaotic state.

The palace, which had just been restored to its original state not long ago and was still emitting a soft light, was as fragile as a piece of thin glass and shattered in an instant under this roar.

Fragments of the palace flew everywhere like snowflakes, each piece carrying the remnant of its former glory, as if telling the glory and stories of the past.

Under the impact of this terrifying force, the space was torn apart like fragile paper. Black cracks spread out like the mouth of a ferocious beast, baring fangs and claws, devouring everything around it.

Then, this area seemed to be dragged by an invisible giant hand and fell back into the mysterious and dangerous world of deep space cracks.

In this world, time is disordered, space is distorted, and all common sense no longer exists.

Wang Xian's transformed silver-white hair looked like catkins in the wind in this chaotic scene, but miraculously it was not affected by the roar of the silver-white beast.

At this moment, Wang Xian was staring at the "strange clan" in full black armor in a strange and focused manner.

The armor seemed to be condensed from endless darkness, without a single crack, like an airtight black coffin, deeply burying the face and secrets beneath the armor, making it impossible to peek into the mysteries within.

Amid the terrifying roar of the silver-white little beast, the member of the "weird clan" stood there like a silent statue, completely unaffected.

However, this was not because the strength of the "weird clan" itself was strong enough to counter this earth-shattering roar, but because the pitch-black full-body armor he wore was like an indestructible shield, blocking all the powerful force contained in the roar of the silver-white beast.

Under the impact of the roar, the armor began to ripple slightly in black, as if showing the outside world its indestructibility.

Wang Xian looked at the scene in front of him, his mind was like a precision instrument running at high speed, thinking rapidly.

There was a hint of wisdom and calmness in his eyes, like a bright light in this dark chaos.

In this chaotic situation, he gradually sorted out his thoughts and finally determined something of vital importance.

That is the "weird clan" wearing full black armor. Its realm is indeed the "Fifth Turn Immortal Emperor", and its combat power is only the peak of the "Sixth Turn Immortal Emperor".

Although this "weird clan" seemed extremely powerful, like an insurmountable mountain, in Wang Xian's eyes, it was no longer an unreachable and invincible existence. It was like finding a ray of light in the darkness, allowing Wang Xian to see the hope of victory.

After confirming the true strength of this "weird clan", Wang Xian was not carried away by the temporary victory and still did not choose to take action immediately.

His mind was like a projector, clearly showing the scene of his clone crashing into the jade cage that held the silver-white beast.

That collision was definitely not simply a collision where the clone was knocked away by the "strange clan". At that time, the clone was still carrying the power of the "strange clan".

Wang Xian thought to himself that this seemingly accidental collision must contain the key to breaking the deadlock.

His eyes became deeper, as if he saw a deeper mystery through this collision.

so!

If nothing unexpected happens, in order to break the jade cage that holds the silver-white beast, they will have to rely on the power of the "weird clan".

Wang Xian knew very well that his strength far exceeded that of the "weird clan", but if he wanted to borrow the power of the "weird clan" to break the jade cage that imprisoned the silver-white beast, he had to split himself into two.

The clone is in tune with his thoughts, just like a part of his body, and can accurately understand and execute his every plan and every instruction.

Thinking of this, Wang Xian did not hesitate for a moment.

The aura around him began to surge violently like raging ocean waves. Powerful force gathered in his body, as if the power of countless stars was blending and colliding in his body.

He immediately condensed more than ten ordinary clones, each of which exuded an aura similar to his. Although their strength was slightly weaker, each clone should not be underestimated.

The appearance of these clones was like lighting up more than ten bright lights in the darkness, instantly attracting the attention of the "weird clan".

Faced with more than a dozen Wang Xian clones with similar strength to himself, the "weird clan" did not dare to slack off in the slightest and instantly entered a state of all-out response.

He swung the stick in his hand repeatedly towards Wang Xian's clone, and each swing was accompanied by a whistling sound, as if the wind was roaring.

The runes flashed more violently, as if they were a volcano about to erupt, capable of unleashing a force that could destroy everything at any moment.

The stick seemed to have life, drawing strange arcs in the air, as if it was writing its own evil chapter.

Faced with the swinging stick, Wang Xian's more than ten clones had no intention of dodging at all, and even took the initiative to rush forward towards the stick.

Just like that, more than ten clones of Wang Xian were all hit hard and flew away by the sticks in the hands of the "weird clan".

Their bodies drew arcs in the air, like kites with broken strings, drifting helplessly in the wind.

Such a scene made the "weird clan" stunned for a short time.

He seemed to have never imagined that these clones would be so determined and completely disregard their own safety, as if they were a group of warriors who were not afraid of life and death.

Just when he was stunned, Wang Xian made his move.

The force of space around Wang Xian surged out of his body crazily. The force of space was like a lively elf, circling and dancing happily around him.

He opened one space jump gate after another. On one side of those space jump gates was the location where his clone would fly backwards, and on the other side was the jade cage that held the silver-white beast.

The space jump gate emits a mysterious light, which keeps flickering, as if telling the oldest and most mysterious secrets in the universe, and as if calling for the arrival of victory.

The appearance of the space jump gate immediately awakened the "weird clan" who was in a daze.

His body began to tremble violently, as if he was tightly entangled by an invisible fear and unable to break free.

There was an unprecedented fear in his eyes, as if he was a lamb to be slaughtered, facing a ferocious lion.

Then, the member of the "weird clan" turned around and ran. His steps were panicked and he had lost all his previous composure. Every step he took seemed like he was walking on the edge of a cliff and he could fall into the endless abyss at any time.

At this time, more than a dozen clones of Wang Xian also flew out from the space jump gate. Like a cannonball, each one of them, with a powerful impact, slammed heavily into the jade cage that imprisoned the silver-white beast.

Every collision made a dull sound, and the sound echoed in this empty and silent space, as if it was ringing the countdown clock to victory.

Under Wang Xian's expectant and nervous gaze, the sounds of "crackling" and "crackling" continued to be heard.

Dense cracks also appeared on the jade cage. Those cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, as if announcing that the confinement of the cage was about to be broken.

Wang Xian's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his eyes were fixed on the cage, as if that was where all his hope lay.

When Wang Xian's last clone hit the jade cage, the jade cage could no longer withstand the powerful impact and shattered.

The shattering sound seemed like a horn of victory, echoing for a long time in this space crack world, announcing their victory.

The broken jade cage made the silver-white little beast open its eyes wide with a look of disbelief.

Its tiny body was trembling slightly, as if it had not yet recovered from this sudden change, as if it was in a dream.

"Don't just stand there, go and kill that guy!"

Wang Xian restored his true form, and his figure instantly appeared beside the silver-white little beast, as fast as lightning across the night sky.

There was a hint of urgency in his voice as he took the silver-white little beast, which was still in a daze, out of the jade cage and urged it, as if he was awakening a sleeping warrior.

The silver-white little beast suddenly came to its senses. It looked in the direction where the "weird clan" fled, its eyes full of hatred, and the flames of hatred seemed to be able to burn the entire world.

Its figure immediately turned into a silver light, which disappeared in an instant like lightning, leaving only a residual image, proving that it had been here and also foreshadowing that it was about to launch revenge.

After a few breaths, a terrifying roar was heard. The roar was full of anger and power, as if announcing its determination for revenge to the world.

Then there were miserable wails, which were so creepy that they seemed like curses from hell.

Wang Xian stood quietly where he was. He did not follow. The "weird clan" whose combat power was only at the peak of the "Sixth Turn Immortal Emperor" was no match for the silver-white little beast.

As the silver-white little beast chased the "weird clan", its speed reached an extreme speed, as if it was traveling through the cracks of time.

The silver light rushed through the cracks in space. Wherever it passed, the space shook slightly, as if it was trembling with its speed.

It quickly caught up with the "weird clan". At this time, the "weird clan" was in a panic and had completely lost its previous arrogance, like a dog that had lost its home.

The silver-white little beast did not give the "weird clan" any chance to breathe. It opened its bloody mouth and a powerful force gushed out of its mouth.

That power was like a surging wave, completely enveloping the "strange clan" with overwhelming force.

The member of the "weird tribe" tried to resist, waving the stick in his hand, but in front of the powerful strength of the silver-white beast, his resistance seemed so powerless, like an ant trying to stop the elephant's footsteps.

"ah!"

The "weird clan" let out a miserable cry, and his body began to gradually break apart under the impact of that force, as if it were dust in the wind, being easily blown away.

Cracks also appeared on his armor, and finally, he completely disappeared in the space crack, as if he had never appeared. Only silence was left, announcing the end of the battle.

After the silver-white little beast dealt with the "weird clan", it slowly returned to Wang Xian's side.

The previous anger was no longer in its eyes, replaced by gratitude and intimacy.

The silver-white light fell on Wang Xian's shoulders and gently rubbed his neck, as if expressing gratitude to him, and as if telling him about past grievances and joy after victory.

Wang Xian raised his left hand and placed it in front of the silver-white little beast. It immediately understood what he meant and jumped from Wang Xian's shoulder into the palm of Wang Xian's hand.

Wang Xian held the silver-white little beast in front of him, looked at it gently, and asked, "Do you want to leave with me?"