"Break! Break! Break!"
With a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, Dongguan swept his cloak out like blades, gathering up the damaged Mechanical Puppets.
His gaze remained on the mechanical devices suspended in the void-the gun emplacements, thrones, fortresses, and more.
On the throne before him, Lord Xuxing's Virtual Form began to give off black smoke.
"Human," Lord Xuxing said, his voice somewhat hoarse, "you are indeed formidable. You clearly aren't one of our race, yet you reverse-engineered Soul Simulation to infiltrate the virtual network. But there won't be another opportunity to exploit this flaw."
"At least this time, I won." The spear flew from Dongguan's hand and plunged straight into the Virtual Form, pinning him to the throne. It vibrated violently until the Virtual Form exploded.
Dongguan understood that luck had indeed played a part this time.
Although Lord Xuxing's will had descended into his Virtual Form, it was not an activated Machine Race Divine Body, after all, and had certain weaknesses.
Meanwhile, Dongguan's Innate Secret Technique, Universe Origin Point, excelled at breaking through defenses. Even with their layers of protection, the precision machinery still could not escape destruction at his hands.
He had used Soul Simulation to infiltrate the virtual network. Although he had not fully succeeded, he had at least disrupted it.
The Machine Race had no souls and was not accustomed to attacks of this sort. They did have virtual defenses, but distracting Lord Xuxing still amounted to interference.
Of course, the Machine Race would certainly have recorded these methods. The next time he used them, they probably would not work as well.
Still, no matter how he looked at it, he had accomplished the feat of destroying an avatar of a true Universe Master.
After briefly reviewing the battle, Dongguan prepared