just when that Yang Transformation master made his move against Fang Ze.
In the Spirit Realm, 50 kilometers away from Emerald City in the sky,
a turtle, massive enough to dwarf seven or eight large cities and eclipse the sun, was slowly flapping its limbs and moving through the air, emanating an endless intimidating pressure just by moving.
Atop its shell it carried countless war machines akin to ships and warships. Each section of its shell bore a giant barracks, and in the central area of its shell, several huge Sky Mother Ships were stationed...
As it moved, its shadow cast over the desolate and vast lands of the Spirit Realm, bringing darkness with it.
Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded from the barracks on the turtle's shell.
"Level four alert! Level four alert! Disturbance caused by a Yang Transformation level master detected! Emergency Affairs Department, please rush to handle it immediately!"
A barrack suddenly echoed with frantic shouts,
"Quick! Quick! Quick! A Yang Transformation level master has made a move!"
"Emergency Affairs Department is in action! Team one to scout! Team two to provide long-range support! Team three to block off the area to prevent Disaster Creatures from descending! Team four to capture and prepare for Yang Transformation level actions!"
Accompanied by the issuance of commands, a massive Sky Mother Ship flew off the giant turtle and then, with a "Bang!" it headed towards the direction of the spiritual disturbances: towards Emerald City!
Emerald City, Governing Hall. In that noble-dressed room,
Jiang Cheng stood by the window, wearing a pair of light golden glasses.
His gaze was profound, yet unfocused, as if he were seeing something through the lenses.
Meanwhile, his hand was gently tapping a rhythm, "Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve..."
At the same time, near the Security Bureau of Emerald City.
Spirit Realm, spatial fissures, shadowy corners, even the Real World.
Seeing that white rainbow piercing the sun, seemingly trying to assassinate Fang Ze with a strike.
Several figures involuntarily looked up slightly.
Some exchanged glances, some clenched their hands slightly, some were expressionless, some looked serious...
Fang Ze was still unaware that the strike aimed at him had touched the hearts of so many!
At this moment, he could no longer care about anything else.
When his perception was suddenly blocked, when he suddenly realized that the strike aimed at him had almost entirely obscured both Fang Ze's and his clone's vision with pervasive Black Mist. Only boundless pressure and fear lingered in his mind!
Time seemed to slow down substantially at that moment.
Fang Ze's brain was struggling hard, forcibly analyzing the current situation.
He suddenly realized that he might have overlooked a very important matter!
That was, since this world possessed cloning abilities, and... from what he had encountered, cloning abilities were quite common. Might there be a possibility: this world had already developed abilities to assassinate or severely injure the original body through clones!
After all, from his experience yesterday, controlling a clone usually required shared consciousness or soul transfer.
In such cases, pursuing along the path of the soul to even directly assassinate it theoretically seemed possible to injure or even kill the original body!
Realizing this, Fang Ze did not hesitate in his heart. He immediately and decisively severed the connection with his clone!
Even though forcibly disconnecting could destabilize his mind and even cause some harm, in such a life-threatening situation, everything was acceptable!
And alongside Fang Ze disconnecting from his Clone Avatar, the dense purplish Black Mist in front of him indeed began to dissipate quickly!
The deadly presence that threatened his life also vanished instantly.
This also confirmed Fang Ze's speculation.
It seemed that the Yang Transformation master indeed possessed the ability to assassinate the soul or attack and track the original body through clones.
Because the Black Mist in front of him, though greatly weakened, was still very dense!
This indicated that his danger was far from over!
And in that moment, Fang Ze finally saw the person who had launched that strike.
It was a man who stood on the void, holding a dirty Wine Gourd, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, looking much like a beggar.
Possibly very confident in his attack, his eyes were relaxed and indifferent, as if casually pinching an inconsequential ant!
Suddenly, between him and Fang Ze, five people appeared!
One, a burly man all in black, with two horns on his head, huge as an ox!
One, a young woman of stunning beauty, seductive, with black wings growing from her back!
One, an old crone all wrinkled, hunchbacked, holding a fox head pear wood staff!
One, a woman dressed in noble attire, with a majestic presence as if she alone ruled heaven and earth!
And another, a strange girl wrapped entirely in eerie bandages with indecipherable writing, only her eyes exposed!
These five people were clearly not part of the same group!
Because they did not form a united front, they fought individually. And upon seeing each other, each had a look of surprise!
But their purpose seemed very aligned!
Even with no prior coordination, when a Silver Dragon-like flying sword shot towards Fang Ze,
the noble-dressed woman and the horn-headed burly man did not hesitate to stand in front of "Fang Ze"!
The noble-dressed woman extended her hands, revealing a pair of silver rings on her wrists.