361: Chapter 361 Lin Yao's Mechanism

Yes, Lin Yao knew, but she refused to admit it.

Stubbornness was carved into the very bones of the Lin family.

They wouldn't turn back until they hit a brick wall, and even then, they'd have to tear the wall down before moving on.

Lin Yu himself was the best example; otherwise, he wouldn't have left home over a single disagreement back then to cultivate alone for five years.

Now, this stubbornness was being displayed vividly by his younger sister.

Can't win?

Admitting defeat was simply out of the question.

Since she couldn't win in a 1v1, then... she'd gang up on him.

This line of thinking was truly unique.

But, that was fine too.

Lin Yu's gaze shifted from his sister to Wen Yan, who was standing not far away.

Wen Yan remained where he stood; although his body had regained the ability to move, his entire being exuded a distracted, soul-shaken aura.

Lin Yu didn't want a repeat of what just happened.

That kind of power, which nearly froze time and space, was too much of a shock to these people's worldviews.

Adding Zhao Tianyang would help distribute the pressure, allowing him to better control the 'degree' of his output.

He needed to make his sister lose convincingly while ensuring the poor analysts on the observation deck didn't get scared out of their wits again.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu gave a slight nod in Zhao Tianyang's direction.

The moment he received approval,

Zhao Tianyang moved.

There was no earth-shattering explosion of aura, nor any dazzling light effects.

He simply took a single step forward.

Thud.

A dull, massive boom rang out, causing the entire Duel Arena to tremble.

In the next instant, his figure appeared beside Lin Yao. The process was so fast it was impossible for the naked eye to track, as if he had been standing there all along.

An aura as heavy as a mountain emanated from him.

It was a pure combination of physical strength and combat will, unadulterated by any elemental attributes.

Inside the observation deck, every analyst's breath hitched.

Some Intern Researchers were seeing Zhao Tianyang take action for the first time and were instantly struck with amazement.

"Such... such an intense sense of oppression!"

"Is this truly the Mythic Rank [Asura]? Just him standing there makes it hard to breathe."

Team Leader Liu stared intently at Zhao Tianyang's data model on the screen. The red zone representing his power level was skyrocketing at an inconceivable speed, instantly hitting the instrument's upper limit.

"He hasn't even... entered a combat stance yet," the Old Analyst's voice carried a hint of dryness.

"It feels like in just this short moment, Zhao Tianyang's strength has grown significantly compared to just now!"

"Truly a favored child of heaven."

Feeling the majestic aura coming from beside her, Lin Yao's originally apprehensive heart instantly settled.

A raging battle intent reignited on her small face.

"Big guy, I'll take the lead in control later, you just cooperate with me!"

"Okay."

Zhao Tianyang's reply was a single word, concise and powerful.

Lin Yao took a deep breath, no longer hesitating.

The young girl pressed her palms together.

Incantations flowed from her lips.

This time, there was no world-destroying aura, no energy storm sweeping the field.

Everything seemed restrained yet eerie.

Lin Yu watched quietly without interrupting.

He could feel his sister's Spiritual Power extending infinitely in all directions in an unprecedented manner.

It wasn't a probe, nor was it an attack.

It was more like... a calling.

What was she calling for?

Inside the observation deck, the atmosphere was even more solemn than before.

All the repaired instruments were turned on at full power, and data streams refreshed on the screens like waterfalls.

"The energy fluctuations are very strange..." A young analyst stared at the data with a furrowed brow. "They're extremely faint, but the coverage range... is theoretically infinite?"

"What do you mean 'theoretically infinite'?" Team Leader Liu leaned in.

"It's... it's that its extension has no end! Our equipment can't capture its boundaries at all!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire control room fell into an eerie silence once again.

Right then, a sudden change occurred within the Duel Arena.

Behind Lin Yao and Zhao Tianyang, space began to ripple like water.

Vague figures emerged from those ripples.

At first there were only a few, then dozens, then hundreds... In the blink of an eye, dense phantoms filled half the sky behind them.

Each phantom bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Lin Yao.

"Clones again?" Team Leader Liu spoke subconsciously but immediately corrected himself, "No! The energy forms of these clones are completely different!"

The Old Analyst pushed up his glasses, staring fixedly at the figures constantly emerging from the void; his hands even began to tremble slightly.

"They aren't clones... they're projections! Projections from different times and spaces. This kind of projection can involve a wider range, though it's not as versatile as a clone... its explosive power is much stronger!"

The Old Analyst's trembling hand could barely hold onto his thick glasses.

"Projections across time and space... this is no longer a simple spell. This is touching upon the authority of 'Parallel Universes'! It represents infinite possibilities!"

His words gave a more terrifying definition to Lin Yao's inconceivable move.

Inside the observation deck, no one could remain calm.

Possibility.

What an ethereal yet infinitely terrifying word.

Every life, at every moment, faces countless choices, thereby deriving countless 'possible' futures. And Lin Yao, at this moment, was actually able to pull those illusory possibilities into reality!

"Wait! Look at Zhao Tianyang's side!" an Intern Researcher suddenly pointed at the screen and cried out in alarm.

Everyone looked over, and their heartbeats, which had just settled, were once again gripped tightly.

Inside the Duel Arena, those space ripples swaying like water had, at some point, spread behind Zhao Tianyang.

One, two, ten... hundreds and thousands of phantoms with silhouettes identical to Zhao Tianyang's were constantly squeezing out of the ripples, descending upon this place!

These phantoms took various forms.

Some were clad in heavy armor, holding giant shields like immovable mountains.

Some were bare-chested, their bodies covered in hideous scars and eerie patterns, exuding an aura of pure brutality.

Some even grew three heads and six arms, with raging karmic fires burning behind them, like demon gods returned from hell in legends!

"She... she can even pull in projections of her companions?" Team Leader Liu's voice was extremely dry; he felt his worldview was being repeatedly ground into the dirt.

For a Professional to be able to summon projections of themselves from different times and spaces was already a subversive realization.

Now, she could even summon her teammates' projections as a package deal?

What was this? A 'buy one, get one free' deal?

"Something's wrong, look, the number of projections is decreasing!"

A sharp-eyed analyst noticed the key point.

On the screen, fine beads of sweat broke out on Lin Yao's forehead. Her eyes were tightly shut, as if she were performing some extremely delicate operation.

Along with her screening, the thousands of Zhao Tianyang projections in the sky began to pop one after another like bubbles.