Wang Chuan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Did he die?"
The Abyss was so dangerous that it was certainly possible. But why hadn't he transferred his consciousness into another clone before he died?
In a sense, the various Wang Chuans had already achieved "immortality." Their omnipresent clones were like a lich's phylacteries. They could transfer their "souls" at any time, changing a situation in which death was certain.
With such an ability, why would one vanish completely?
Wang Chuan was full of doubts and immediately began investigating.
Before long, he found the reason.
Yet the reason sounded somewhat absurd.
It had to do with Wang Chuan's personality.
No matter which world they came from, every Wang Chuan was extremely helpful. Whenever a Wang Chuan from another world needed assistance, they selflessly shared their consciousness and memories to fill out his clones.
A complete Wang Chuan could create many weakened Wang Chuans. But to ensure the quality of the clones, they had to invest more resources, and those resources could only be borrowed from other Wang Chuans.
When their counterparts from other worlds needed help, the Wang Chuans were all quite willing. What was more, the Parallel Worlds of most Wang Chuans had already been destroyed, leaving them with little attachment to anything. Thus, they carelessly lent out all their consciousness and memories.
As they lent more and more, those Wang Chuans carried less and less weight. They gradually became as weak as clones. Within the entire Wang Chuan network, they had originally been equal. Clones could be used as cannon fodder, and so could they. Through repeated lending, they gradually lost their "selves."
After being split apart countless times and reassembled countless times, some Wang Chuans had been borrowed "empty," leaving behind only an unconscious flying sword. Others