The scene of an unfamiliar place erged in my consciousness.
It was as if a seemingly faint network signal had finally connected smoothly, and the previously pitch-black video began to play smoothly but intermittently under the high-quality resolution.
I concentrated all my attention to discern the things within the fra.
Firstly, the image that surfaced in my consciousness appeared to be a very large laboratory, filled with various technological equipnt and apparatus whose purposes could not be discerned. Four people stood at the deepest part of the laboratory, among whom, to my surprise, was Ying Lingyun.
In fact, it took two or three seconds to recognize this was Ying Lingyun. Although this person’s facial features were basically the sa as the Ying Lingyun I knew, if he passed by in another place as if nothing was wrong, I might not have recognized him.
The Ying Lingyun I knew was either wantonly arrogant or silent and stern, and generally kept himself neat and decent; however, this Ying Lingyun in front of was utterly different — haggard, with disheveled hair, a chin covered with coarse stubble, bloodshot eyes, wearing a white lab coat stained with blackish-brown gri, and a wrinkled white suit inside, which was also covered with various filthy stains.
He seed not to have slept or showered for a very long ti, slovenly to an unbearable degree, yet his eyes shone with a vitality and vigor akin to a demon, possessing the aura of a mad scientist.
As for the three people beside him, they all wore silver tallic masks and white suits. I could sense that they all had Ying Lingyun’s face, and they displayed an expressionless deanor. They stood by the side of the mad Ying Lingyun like assistants, providing experintal assistance from ti to ti.
It was apparent that these three with silver masks were all "potential clones". As for whether this mad Ying Lingyun was a "potential clone" or the original, it was presently indiscernible. After all, I was rely observing this scene through an unstable connection.
The entire laboratory looked very dim, as if the lights were off, but this was probably a visual effect due to the unstable connection; in reality, they should have the lights on. There was an experint table in front of Ying Lingyun, although he seed to be handling sothing seriously with surgical equipnt, I could only see sothing vague and dark, like a censored mosaic on a video-sharing site to block certain graphic parts.
Could it be Changan on the experint table...? I muttered in my heart and tried to sense it, but I couldn’t lock onto Changan’s specific location, only knowing that Changan was currently inside this laboratory and still in a wounded state.
Speaking of being wounded, actually, he had mostly healed, with at most minor injuries. Considering that Changan—or Yinyue—was burned to near death by my Power of Great Impermanence, it was almost unbelievable that Ying Lingyun could heal him to initial recovery in about ten days. However, considering the dinsion of the Power of Divine Seal Fragnts, it seed too slow.
Perhaps it was because Yinyue was injured outside the independent reality space, so Ying Lingyun couldn’t use the force reset to instantly restore him. Initially, I had further doubts, such as since Ying Lingyun could use the Power of Divine Seal Fragnts to accomplish so many miracles—dividing reality, reversing ti, creating Great Impermanence level combat power—was it really so hard to heal soone instantly with the Power of Divine Seal Fragnts?
Now I’ve figured it out. Yes, he probably couldn’t do it.
In essence, Ying Lingyun is rely a normal person. Although with the external help of the Divine Seal Fragnt, he can achieve many great feats even Great Impermanence couldn’t accomplish, he can’t wield the enormous power as effortlessly as Great Impermanence could. For Great Impermanence, because their inherent power is sufficiently vast, they could inherently achieve many things, but Ying Lingyun couldn’t achieve one thing simply because he could achieve another.
His every miracle is isolated.
The thermal energy marker I concealed within Yinyue’s body, let alone ordinary people, even Great Success rank Evil couldn’t detect it because I didn’t want this important thermal energy marker to be discovered. However, if Xu Gou were here, he could probably detect it, but Ying Lingyun, who created Xu Gou with his own hands, couldn’t do such a basic thing. That’s Ying Lingyun’s limitation.
"How is it, Zhuang Cheng?" Fa Zheng’s voice rang in my ear, "Is everything going smoothly?"
"Very smooth," I said, "I’m deepening the connection with the independent reality space."
As the Power of Divine Seal Fragnts emanating from the array strengthened the connection between and the thermal energy marker, I could feel this connection growing thicker ceaselessly. If this connection is a line penetrating the independent reality space from the outside, then this ever-thickening line will soon force open an aperture in the independent reality space.
"You can try to project your power into the independent reality space," Fa Zheng suggested, "even a bit of alertness doesn’t matter; the thing we are doing now is inherently prone to cause alertness. What’s important is speed, a quick battle and quick resolution."
"Got it."
I responded while attempting to project fla power, but the connection was not yet thick enough to transmit my power inside.
I had to temporarily restrain my thoughts and continued observing the laboratory where Ying Lingyun was located.
Just at this mont, Ying Lingyun halted his work and then retreated two steps with the three silver masks beside him.
Suddenly, the experint table began to radiate light.
It was a silver-white brilliance as bright as moonlight, with the sa color as the mana Yinyue showed before. Under the white moonlight, a figure slowly propped themselves up from the experint table.
Then, she descended onto the floor like a newborn, supported by the edge of the experint table, standing straight with her bare body.
White long hair, golden eyes, beautiful face... the girl standing before Ying Lingyun was undoubtedly Yinyue.
The girl’s face was stiff like a doll. She smiled at Ying Lingyun and stuttered, "Ling...yun?"
Ying Lingyun gazed dumbfoundedly at the girl in front of him.
What’s happening here? Could it be that Ying Lingyun was using Changan as a material to perform Yinyue’s resurrection work, and he had successfully revived the real Yinyue?
As soon as I harbored this suspicion, I saw Ying Lingyun’s expression slowly becoming distorted, then he snarled with an extrely ferocious look full of rage, "——Incorrect!"
As his words fell, the girl exploded entirely, turning into a pile of dismbered limbs and remains.
Even I was startled by this sudden developnt—had Changan died?
Imdiately after, I noticed that there already were piles of blood and dismbered limbs on the laboratory floor, and the scene just now seed to have been reenacted countless tis.
Ying Lingyun knelt on the ground, continuously pounding the floor, blood and flesh splattering everywhere, not only making his clothes dirtier but also splattering onto the three assistants beside him.
"Incorrect! Incorrect! Incorrect!"
Ying Lingyun shouted hysterically while pounding blood and flesh, "Imposter! Imposter! Imposter!"
"Is even the Power of Divine Seal Fragnts unable to resurrect? Or is there a mistake in my theory sowhere? Why does it still beco like this!"
The three assistants with silver masks, bearing the sa face as Ying Lingyun, didn’t evade but simply looked down at him coldly.
Ying Lingyun has already gone mad... the girl Lu Chan’s past words echoed in my mind.
Due to excessive use of the "possibility clones," absorbing a massive amount of knowledge and mories incompatible with his personality into his consciousness, Ying Lingyun’s spirit had long descended into madness.
I had only heard of such an incident before, but seeing such a discomposed Ying Lingyun was a first.
For a long ti, my impression of Ying Lingyun stayed at the scene of the calm madman creator welcoming death.
A few seconds later, Ying Lingyun’s expression suddenly changed.
Frenzy, anxiety, pain... those murky and dark emotions vanished from his face, leaving only a tallic calmness.
He slowly climbed up from the ground, not glancing at the dismbered remains on the floor, and his face emanated a sense of calm confidence.
"The alternative spirit resurrection thod indeed doesn’t work." Ying Lingyun said, "Perhaps my research on the Power of Divine Seal Fragnts isn’t deep enough, or perhaps my other conceptions went wrong... The path of spirit invocation itself shouldn’t be wrong, but I shouldn’t use the genetic material of Yinyue’s guise to create a clone, thus serving as a ’condition’ for resurrection."
A nearby silver mask faintly asked, "Since that’s the case, why not hurry and use the most solid theoretical route? Haven’t we already obtained the most important ’condition’?"
Ying Lingyun glanced at the speaker, then walked to the side of the laboratory. There lay a huge piece of equipnt, which lit up in the darkness as he approached, as if it had a motion sensor.
It was a cylindrical glass container filled with transparent liquid, where Changan—or Yinyue’s body—was subrged. Perhaps because Yinyue’s spirit suffered severe damage from my fla power recently, this body now appeared extrely unstable, sotis exhibiting the appearance of Changan, and other tis Yinyue.
Seeing this ever-changing body, Ying Lingyun’s spirit seed to beco disordered as well, covering his forehead and incoherently muttering, "My mother, my wife, my son...
"Yinyue, I must bring you... the real you..."
Suddenly, one of the silver masks had their communication device ring, and they listened for a mont after bringing it to their ear, then said to Ying Lingyun, "We are under invasion."
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