A cold glint flashed through Zhao Ming's eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Rest assured, Master. We will never leave the Spirit Realm an opening to exploit."
Zhao Ming and the other Doppelgangers understood this clearly.
After all, they were merely Doppelgangers. Even if they self-destructed, it would not mean true death. As long as the Myriad Things Space remained, they could be restored and reborn.
Chen Ze nodded approvingly. "Go. First, head to Xuantian Continent and return to where the Spirit Realm Envoy was before. Then activate the jade slip for guidance."
Zhao Ming and the other Doppelgangers answered in unison, then vanished from the spot in an instant.
Chen Ze had already notified the Doppelgangers scattered across Xuantian Continent to guide them out.
Watching them leave, a trace of gravity flashed through Chen Ze's eyes.
This operation carried considerable risk, but if they could successfully locate the remaining three fragments in advance, then when they formally marched into the Spirit Realm, they would seize the initiative completely—and might even turn defense into offense.
He knew full well that the Spirit Realm was no land of kindness. Those beings who had stood lofty above all others for so long would never tolerate Xuantian Continent's resurgence.
But precisely because of that, he had to move faster, strike harder, and leave no room for mercy.
Li Hengwen watched the fading streams of light and asked softly, "Master, will they succeed?"
Chen Ze stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze cast into the depths of the void, as though it had pierced through the barriers of the Myriad Things Space and stared directly toward the Spirit Realm.
"After a hundred thousand years of recuperation and growth, the Spirit Realm must possess deep foundations. But precisely because of that,