Faced with the urging of that vast will, Mo Yan did not rush. Instead, he began chanting a spell at his own pace.
"Dimensional Magic: Interdimensional Walk!"
As Mo Yan chanted, a passage leading to an unknown digital dimensional space opened before him.
After some thought, Mo Yan briefly reassured the vast will, then stepped into the dimensional passage.
The passage seemed both long and short, and the scenery along the way was strange and varied.
A long while later, Mo Yan emerged from the passage into a digital dimensional space wedged between the Human World and the Digital World.
Raising his hand, Mo Yan summoned his Twelve Digicores.
This time, even after all Twelve Digicores left his body, Mo Yan did not dissolve into countless streams of data.
In part, this was because of the unique nature of this digital space.
It was also because his increasingly specialized Twelve Digicores had caused his data to develop some unknown property.
Thus, within this digital space, Mo Yan retained his independence and integrity even after all Twelve Digicores had left his body.
"Buzz..."
"Buzz..."
Touching each of his Twelve Digicores in turn with both hands, Mo Yan issued a new command.
Upon receiving it, the Twelve Digicores immediately rearranged themselves and began vibrating at a particular frequency.
As the Twelve Digicores vibrated continuously, a peculiar, concealed, directional data signal traveled toward an unknown location in the Digital World.
Soon, the signal Mo Yan had transmitted received a response.
"Hello? Hello? Hello?
Little Mo Yan, little Mo Yan, can you hear me?"
After the Twelve Digicores reconstructed and decoded it, SageMon's voice rang out beside Mo Yan's ear once again.
"..."
Hearing his teacher SageMon's somewhat goofy tone, Mo Yan was momentarily at a loss for words.
After waiting quietly for