Great Misfortune, Great Fortune

After extracting information about this world from the minds of the five natives, Wang Zhifan felt he understood the dungeon much better and had a rough idea of how it worked.

"Isn't it just a matter of driving off the invading external demons? Judging by the strength of that Coffin Demon I just killed, even a few more wouldn't be a problem. I'll send out my clones to sweep the place and wipe them out."

As a blademaster who cultivated the Great Dream Saber Scripture, Wang Zhifan immediately devised a strategy. He created hundreds upon thousands of Dream Self clones and dispatched them across this world.

Of course, before acting, he released the five natives from Time Stasis and teleported away, never letting them realize he had been there.

During his investigation, he had discovered that these humans, who specialized in fighting external demons, already regarded him—the one who had created that hundred-li plain—as an even more powerful external demon. Approaching them directly would only invite trouble, while disguising himself first would be equally pointless. Their combat strength was simply too low compared to his, even with the Immortal's relics included.

For the next few days, Wang Zhifan's real body remained hidden atop a tall mountain, meditating and cultivating while he controlled over a thousand clones roaming this world in search of external demons. He intended to clear the dungeon through his own strength.

But after sending his clones out to explore, he discovered that no second external demon had appeared in this world yet. The one he had slain earlier was the sole invader. He could be so certain because this world was actually rather small, with a total area roughly one-tenth that of Earthstar. A thorough search did not take very long.

The days passed. Wang Zhifan cultivated