After a long voyage, the two starships under Fan Lang's command finally approached their target.
This was a region of spatial chaos, where various spatial dimensions coexisted. Some dimensions were extremely dangerous—for example, flat spatial dimensions were like sheets of paper, unsuitable for life. Anyone who rashly entered one would be crushed flat.
The coordinate signal on Guang JuLong was within this region of spatial chaos. It had moved slowly over the past several days, without much change.
During this time, Aurora God Kingdom's military had dispatched spies into the area several times to investigate, but they returned empty-handed. Some had even died within the various dangerous spatial dimensions, unable to bring back any useful intelligence.
Guang JuLong had run off to a hellish place like this. There had to be something suspicious going on inside!
Fan Lang had no other choice. Though he knew there were tigers on the mountain, he still headed straight for it.
He arranged for the two starships to hide nearby and stand by, then split off a powerful avatar of himself, intending to send it in to scout the way.
Meng Feihong stood nearby, looking at the additional avatar before glancing at Fan Lang himself. "The avatar you created looks like it came from the exact same mold as you. It's unbelievably similar. Even twins wouldn't look this alike."
"What, are you afraid you'll mix us up?" Fan Lang asked with a smile.
"If you two wore exactly the same clothes, I really might."
"That's easy. I'll give him a mark."
Fan Lang's childish side suddenly emerged. With a flick of his wrist, he conjured a pen and wrote two words across the avatar's forehead—PIRATED COPY!
Meng Feihong giggled as she looked at the counterfeit with words on its forehead. "Now I definitely won't