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511: Mysterious Entrance
The runes on the surface of that massive bronze sphere suddenly changed, and the green light that lit up was like a living thing, instantly converging into a beam.
This beam wasn't dazzling; it was even somewhat soft.
But the moment it appeared, Li Heng's Clone felt an instinctive sense of danger.
He pressed down the Destruction Divine Thunder in his hand without hesitation.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Nor was there any blinding light from the collision of energies.
That soft green light was like a giant mouth, swallowing the Divine Thunder in one gulp.
After swallowing it, the green light even let out a "burp," and the light flickered.
"What the hell is that?"
Before the Clone could make another move.
That green light brushed directly over him at an utterly unreasonable speed.
And then.
There was no then.
The Mahayana Stage Clone, along with his vast spiritual power, vanished silently into this deep liquid metal ocean like pencil marks erased by an eraser.
Not even a ripple was left... On Jupiter's orbit.
Li Heng leaned back in his grandmaster's chair, his originally lazy expression shifting slightly.
He looked at the spot where his Clone had disappeared on the light screen and rubbed his chin.
"Interesting."
"This isn't the kind of trick those rats from Guixu could pull off."
That green light just now was essentially an extremely pure energy defense mechanism. Its level was very high, even touching upon a hint of Dao Rhyme.
It was specifically designed to neutralize and annihilate external attacks.
The power of a single Clone was indeed insufficient to break this turtle shell.
"Since one isn't enough."
The corners of Li Heng's mouth curled up.
"Then let's have a few more."
He slowly stood up from the grandmaster's chair and stretched.
In the next moment, his aura split into three.
One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones!
Three figures with the exact same aura as his original body appeared in space.
Before it even ended.
These three newly formed figures looked at each other and simultaneously performed hand seals.
One Thought Divides into Three Forms!
Shua! Shua! Shua!
In space, figures flickered.
Finally, twelve identical Li Hengs hovered side by side on Jupiter's orbit.
Each had a profound aura, and each had an indifferent gaze.
One of the Li Hengs rolled his wrist and curled his lip.
"What a hassle. Why didn't we just do this from the start?"
Another Li Heng crossed his arms and nodded.
"Exactly. The original body is just lazy, insisting on sending one over to feed first."
"Alright, stop the chatter and get to work."
The lead Li Heng spoke.
"That iron lump down there and the nest of bugs inside are annoying to look at."
"Make it quick."
"Understood."
The twelve figures responded in unison, then turned into twelve streaks of light, plunging into Jupiter's thick atmosphere from different angles... At Jupiter's core, beside the massive bronze sphere.
Space fluctuated.
Twelve figures appeared out of thin air, surrounding the giant bronze sphere from all directions—up, down, left, and right—so tightly that not even water could leak through.
The massive bronze sphere also seemed to sense an unprecedented threat.
The runes across the entire sphere's surface flickered frantically, humming loudly.
That soft green light lit up again, forming a massive shield that completely enveloped the sphere.
"Still want to play turtle?"
One of the Li Hengs sneered; he specialized in the Sword Dao.
He pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed at the green shield in front of him.
A Chaos Sword Qi spanning several kilometers appeared out of thin air, hacking fiercely at the shield.
At the same time.
From another direction, a Li Heng who specialized in Thunder Arts held a Destruction Divine Thunder several times larger than the one the previous Clone had condensed and smashed it directly.
From yet another direction, a Li Heng who specialized in the Martial Dao manifested his ten-thousand-foot-tall Martial Dao True Body. A fist larger than a mountain, carrying the power to shatter stars, punched the shield.
The remaining nine Clones also unleashed their own Divine Abilities.
Formations, runes, flames, frost... for a moment, this Jupiter core, silent for eons, completely turned into an ocean of Divine Abilities.
What kind of scene was it when twelve Mahayana Stage combatants attacked with all their might?
The massive bronze sphere experienced it firsthand with its own defensive shield.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under the first wave of attacks, that seemingly indestructible green shield began to shake violently.
The light on the shield's surface flickered unsteadily, like a light bulb about to burn out.
From inside the sphere, an ear-piercing alarm sounded.
"Continue!"
The twelve Li Hengs remained expressionless, their offensive never ceasing for a moment.
Second wave!
Third wave!
Attacks like a torrential storm poured incessantly onto the green shield.
Finally.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out amidst the noisy energy explosions.
A tiny crack appeared on the green shield.
This crack was like a fuse.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Dense cracks instantly covered the entire shield.
In the next second.
Bang!
The massive green shield shattered completely into a sky full of light specks, like broken glass.
"Broken."
One Clone said flatly.
"Time to clean up the trash."
Another Clone added.
The twelve figures didn't delay for a moment, charging directly toward the unprotected massive bronze sphere.
The huge hole previously blasted open by the Clone became the perfect entry point.
The Clones rushed inside, and seeing the dense, restless billions of fleshy cocoons, there was no mercy in their eyes.
"Fire, come."
One Clone snapped his fingers, and Samadhi True Fire swept out, covering the sky and earth.
"Thunder, fall."
Another Clone waved his hand, and billions of lightning bolts crashed down.
The remaining Clones also used their own methods.
It was a slaughter with no suspense.
Those Soul Transformation Stage biological weapons that hadn't even had time to hatch were completely wiped out in their cradles.
The entire cleanup process lasted less than ten minutes.
When the last fleshy cocoon turned to ash, the interior of the massive bronze sphere became empty.
All the Clones returned to the outside of the sphere.
"Done, let's head back."
One Clone clapped his hands, preparing to leave.
However, just then.
Another sharp-eyed Clone suddenly pointed to the surface of the massive bronze sphere.
"Wait."
"What's that?"
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.
On the smooth surface of the massive bronze sphere, an extremely tiny crack had appeared at some point.
This crack was very small, only as thin as a strand of hair; it would be impossible to notice without looking closely.
It wasn't a hole caused by an attack, but rather a gap that had split open on its own, as if the sphere's structure couldn't withstand the pressure from the previous onslaught.
The twelve Clones fell silent.
In space, Li Heng's original body also narrowed his eyes.
This weapons factory seemed to be more than just a simple weapons factory.
It seemed something else was hidden inside.
One Clone slowly floated to the crack and sent his Divine Thought inside.
But it was blocked by an invisible force.
"There's an isolation Restriction."
Li Heng pondered for a moment.
"One of you go in and take a look."
He gave the order to one of his Clones.
That Clone nodded, his body began to shrink, and he turned into a streak of light, diving into that crack.