Chapter 864: The Tree of Clone
The massive body of the abyssal dragon, Little Black, flew rapidly over the Atlantic Ocean.
The dark red dragon scales gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and each flap of its enormous fleshy wings created a white sonic boom cloud in the air.
The violent air currents carved a trench tens of meters deep into the sea below.
The waves rolled, and from below came the terrified cries of countless sea monsters.
The strange beasts that dwelled in the deep sea felt the overwhelming dragon's might from above and desperately dived to the seabed, fearing that they would attract the attention of this god of death.
Some low-level beasts that couldn't escape in time were instantly crushed into blood mist by the violent energy upon contact with the aftershocks of the dragon's might, staining large areas of the sea red.
Unlike the huge commotion outside, the dragon's back remained completely calm.
An invisible barrier perfectly shielded the area from the fierce winds.
Zhou Huai sat cross-legged on the broad back of the dragon, watching the clouds and mist recede on both sides, his thoughts churning.
His decision to part ways with Tsubaki at this critical juncture was not merely to search for clues about his mother in the Free Federation.
The deeper reason was that he always had some concerns in his heart.
From the moment he met her at the ruins of Simon City, he always felt that the seemingly aloof First World Goddess of Nature had been guiding him in the dark.
Every crisis and turning point, Tsubaki's appearance and hints came at just the right time.
Especially when he was forcibly dragged into the depths of the stomach by the giant hand of the sea god, which was formed from the laws of higher dimensions, in the ruins of Castrandis.
It's important to understand that in that ruin, Mr. Duan displayed a level of power that was utterly despair-inducing. He could imprison himself, who was only halfway to transcendence, with just a wisp of his will; with a casual wave of his hand, he could turn the deadly, poisonous sea into land. He was a monster who could forcibly alter even the underlying logic of the Heavenly Dao system.
Furthermore, Mr. Duan had applied a higher-dimensional time law to the Poseidon's stomach, so that only a moment passed inside while eight days passed outside.
That was an absolutely desolate space that even the Heavenly Dao could not fathom.
Yet, even within that dimensional cage completely sealed off by Mr. Duan, Chun's will was able to penetrate everything without any hindrance.
The other party broke through the barrier between the ruins and the sea god's body, and directly transmitted their voice into his mind!
If the other party hadn't woken me up in time and forcibly torn open the rift in the illusion, I would probably have already fallen into Mr. Duan's hands and become nourishment for him to complete his godhood.
Zhou Huai acknowledged this kindness.
But this also made Zhou Huai feel confused and wary.
Chun's true form was clearly in the primeval forest outside the Great Xia Simon City, where she detonated the source of life in order to restrain Mr. Duan, and even the water of origin turned into a virus.
Her original body was clearly dead, completely gone without a trace.
Why does one of her clones have the ability to ignore the laws of higher dimensions and cross dimensional barriers?
Zhou Huai suddenly realized that Chun was far more complex than he had initially thought.
The cards she reveals always seem to be just the tip of the iceberg. Could an ancient monster who has lived for countless eons and once ruled the First World really be so easily driven to the brink of destruction?
Zhou Huai disliked this feeling of being out of control, and even more so, he disliked being secretly manipulated like a puppet.
So, I might as well take this opportunity to get rid of him.
To ensure absolute safety, Zhou Huai immediately mobilized the sensory power of Viktor, the Void Realm Herrscher, within his body to sweep around.
"Buzz—"
Accompanied by subtle spatial tremors, concentric circles of silver spatial ripples spread outwards from Zhou Huai.
This is not ordinary perception, but a high-dimensional exploration involving dimensional levels.
Zhou Huai divided his physical body into countless microscopic spatial slices, scanning inch by inch the gaps between bones, the flow of blood, and even the energy fluctuations of every cell. At the same time, he immersed his spiritual power into his sea of consciousness, using the laws of space to set up a filter deep within his soul, not letting go of any abnormality.
He had to make sure that neither he nor his spirit had been left with Chun's mark.
After a while, the silver ripples subsided.
The feedback from the Omniscient Void indicated that everything was normal, with no trace of any external laws.
Although Zhou Huai also felt that doing so might be futile.
Someone of Chun's caliber could have their voice appear in his mind at any moment, regardless of any obstacles, if he wanted to speak to them.
However, the necessary precautions still need to be taken.
Putting his thoughts aside, Zhou Huai turned his attention to another important matter.
He closed his eyes and, through the insect hive network in his mind, sensed the location of the parasites inside the ancient race's body.
On the holographic star map of the insect hive system, several tiny red dots are flashing regularly.
The distance is approximately 30,000 nautical miles.
The remnants of those ancient tribes had obviously fled back to their old lair.
Even if Xiao Hei flies at full speed, a distance of 30,000 nautical miles would take several hours.
Zhou Huai opened his eyes, feeling the gentle breeze that was blowing towards him but was neutralized by the dragon's might, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
Taking advantage of this time, he could just draw the next SSS-level professional clone ball.
SSS-rank profession!
This is an existence that stands at the very top of the world's power system.
Looking back on the journey, whether it was the Great Sage Li Er who could modify the underlying judgments, the Void Realm Herrscher Viktor who controlled the absolute spatial laws, or the Holy King Arthur who possessed domineering ultimate skills.
The birth of each SSS-level clone brought about a qualitative change in his combat power, becoming the source of his confidence to turn the tide in desperate situations.
And now, he is about to encounter another god-level combatant!
Zhou Huai took a deep breath to calm his racing heart.
He closed his eyes, and his consciousness instantly sank into the system space.
Within the system space, the enormous number of one billion merit points flashed in the upper right corner.
The guaranteed SSS-level professional ball has transformed into a giant gashapon machine, standing in the center.
Inside the transparent glass dome, countless small spheres emitting various colors of light floated and sank.
In front of the gashapon machine, the extraction button is emitting a pulsating halo.
With a thought, Zhou Huai pressed the button heavily.
"Boom—!"
The gashapon machine started spinning.
The roar of gears meshing echoed throughout the space.
Inside the glass dome, the previously quiet and floating spheres suddenly began to collide wildly, with gold, purple, dark red, and ice blue colors intertwining.
Zhou Huai held his breath and stared intently at the ball's exit point.
"Click!"
With a crisp click of the mechanical latch popping open, the gashapon machine came to an abrupt stop.
Immediately afterwards, a small ball emitting a soft glow slowly rolled down the spiral track.
It is a small green ball.
Zhou Huai looked closely and was momentarily stunned.
green?
This was the first time he had met him.
In his previous draws, he had seen gold representing holiness, dark red representing destruction, and silver representing the void.
But this vibrant, pure emerald green was a first. It seemed to contain the purest essence of life.
Just as Zhou Huai was filled with doubt and surprise, the small green ball suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.
The light quickly subsided, and the small ball transformed into a professional scroll.
On the surface of the scroll, countless patterns of vines and leaves are faintly visible.
The scroll slowly unfurled, and a line of dazzling characters lit up in Zhou Huai's mind.
The system's notification sound echoed throughout the space:
Congratulations, host, for drawing the SSS-level class 【All Things Under Heaven: World Tree】.