A natural chasm appeared ahead.
The chasm was like a bottomless abyss, and the endless black mist gushing from it filled the entire chasm.
On the other side of the chasm, directly opposite where Ding Ling and the others stood, there was a city radiating light.
"What city is that?"
Su Quanzhong was stunned:
"There's a city in this Black Mist region?!"
He found it utterly inconceivable.
He looked at the Six-Eared Macaque and said:
"You've been here for a long time. Do you remember anything about that city?"
The Six-Eared Macaque shook his head blankly, feeling rather ashamed:
"Didn't I say so earlier? My memories are incomplete. I only have a few fragments."
"..."
Su Quanzhong stopped asking and instead looked at Ding Ling:
"My lord?"
"We can't get across."
Ding Ling tried to jump across, only to discover that there was something terrifying in the chasm. If he forcibly leaped over it, he might be devoured. After thinking it over, he activated Projection Replication, Fission, Condensation, and other secret techniques, along with high-tier Curse Sources. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred "Ding Lings" appeared on the spot.
These Ding Lings were all replicas.
But each of them possessed considerable strength, with two or three tenths of Ding Ling's own abilities. If they erupted together, they would be enough to crush everything.
The Six-Eared Macaque was dumbfounded.
He felt that even a single "replica Ding Ling" could easily crush him. Now, over a hundred had appeared in the blink of an eye. Such divine abilities were truly miraculous. No wonder Su Quanzhong worshiped Ding Ling so much.
The Six-Eared Macaque suddenly understood, but he was also filled with amazement. If only I had abilities like that.
"Go!"
Ding Ling gave the order.
Over a hundred replica