Journey to the West: A clone sacrifices to the heavens, possessing boundless magical power.

The night was as dark as ink, shrouding the Guanyin Temple in deathly silence.

In a narrow, hastily dug cellar below the woodshed on the back hill, Fan Yuan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

He spent half a day secretly digging this cellar under the cover of chopping wood, and the entrance was completely hidden by a pile of firewood, enough to avoid the eyes and ears of ordinary people.

His divine sense had now completely sunk into the [Primordial Myriad Appearances Mirror] in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The ancient mirror was mysterious and profound, and his identical primordial clone floated silently on its surface.

"The clone is formless, and can take on any form at will... A rudimentary clone can only simulate mortal beings."

Fan Yuan's mind raced.

Guanyin Temple is located near Black Wind Mountain. Humans are too conspicuous and would stand out in the old forest. If they were spotted by demons, they would have no chance of survival. The best option to explore the surrounding area is to transform into one of the most common creatures in this mountain.

"Wolf!"

Upon realizing this, the illusory image of the clone in his sea of ​​consciousness began to change rapidly.

In just a few breaths, a lean mountain wolf with eyes that revealed a hint of human intelligence replaced the original humanoid clone.

"Deliver!"

Fan Yuan silently recited this in his heart.

The Primordial Mirror trembled slightly, and the gray wolf clone instantly transformed into a stream of light and disappeared from the mirror.

As if the stars had shifted and his soul had wandered to another realm, when Fan Yuan's consciousness stabilized again, he found himself lying on a patch of damp, decaying leaves.

His perspective became extremely low, and the surrounding vegetation appeared exceptionally tall in his eyes.

He tried to move, and his four strong legs took a step, while a fluffy tail kept him balanced behind him.

He looked down and saw a pair of claws covered with short, gray-black fur. His eyes could see as clearly as in daylight in the dark forest, and no slightest movement could be hidden from them!

Is this the sense of a wild beast? It is worlds apart from that of a mortal.

Suppressing his curiosity, Fan Yuan began to control the gray wolf clone, which stealthily made its way into the depths of the dense forest.

The deeper you go, the more eerie the mountains and forests seem.

The trees here are unusually thick, with gnarled branches that resemble ghost claws. Some vines even bear purple fruits that look like eyeballs, emitting a nauseating aroma.

Before long, the gray wolf clone stopped in front of a mountain hollow.

A huge skeleton was half-buried in the soil, and the exposed half of the ribs was larger than the elephant he had seen in his previous life!

Even now, a faint trace of malevolent energy still lingers on the bones.

These are definitely not the bones of ordinary beasts!

Fan Yuan felt a chill run down his spine. The world of Journey to the West was far more dangerous than he had imagined. This place was already so dangerous even though it was still far from Black Wind Cave.

What kind of dragon's den and tiger's lair must the core area where the demon king is entrenched be?

He became increasingly cautious, concealing himself in the shadows of the bushes, his four feet treading on the fallen leaves without making a sound.

After traveling another three or four miles, a demonic aura mixed with the stench of blood became increasingly intense.

Fan Yuan knew that he was close to the outer edge of Black Wind Cave. Just as he passed through a pile of rocks and his view suddenly opened up, a terrifying pressure suddenly came crashing down from the front!

This was an absolute suppression originating from the level of life! The gray wolf clone's limbs instantly stiffened, and an uncontrollable tremor came from the depths of his bloodline, almost causing him to prostrate on the ground, unable to move.

Fan Yuan forcefully suppressed the fear that his clone felt stemming from his animalistic instincts and peered forward through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

Not far ahead, on the mountain path, a figure was slowly walking in the moonlight.

It was a wolf that walked upright, nearly ten feet tall, with bulging muscles, wearing tattered leather armor, and carrying a pale white bone club made from the leg bone of some kind of giant beast.

As it walked, it hummed an off-key tune in a hoarse voice: "The king told me to patrol the mountain and catch a monk for dinner..."

Mountain patrolling demon!

Fan Yuan's heart sank.

If a mere gatekeeper demon is already so terrifying, then what kind of terrifying being is the Black Bear King deep within the cave?

He dared not make the slightest move, controlling the gray wolf clone, almost stopping his breathing, preparing to quietly retreat after the wolf demon had finished its patrol.

Today's investigation has ended here, which is enough for him to come to terms with reality.

However, things didn't go as planned. Perhaps it was because it was the first time he had controlled the clone, and his mind was in turmoil, so he made a mistake.

The gray wolf clone's hind paws shifted slightly, landing precisely on a dry twig.

"Snap!"

A soft but incredibly clear crack suddenly rang out in the deathly silent mountain forest.

"Who?!"

The patrolling wolf demon suddenly stopped moving, its blood-red eyes instantly locking onto the bushes where Fan Yuan was, and a ferocious smile appeared on its lips.

"Turns out you're just a blind wild beast. I'm starving, might as well have you for a meal!"

Before the words were even finished, a foul stench swept over us!

The wolf demon's figure left an afterimage in place, its speed far exceeding Fan Yuan's imagination.

Fan Yuan only felt a blur before his eyes, and the huge figure had already crossed dozens of feet and appeared in front of the gray wolf clone.

run!

With only this one thought in his mind, Fan Yuan frantically urged his divine sense, trying to control his clone to escape.

But the gray wolf's limbs felt as if they were filled with lead. Under the suppression of the wolf demon's terrifying demonic aura, even moving a single step had become a luxury.

Ordinary beasts are like ants before a giant elephant when faced with a truly intelligent demon; they have no right to resist.

The wolf demon looked at the gray wolf trembling under its pressure with mockery and disdain, and casually swung the giant bone club in its hand.

call!

There was no earth-shattering sound, only a muffled whistling wind.

In Fan Yuan's mind, the pale white bone club magnified rapidly before his eyes, and he could clearly see the dried bloodstains and rough texture on it.

He wanted to hide, but he couldn't move!

next moment.

boom!

With a muffled thud, the gray wolf clone's head was smashed to pieces like a ripe watermelon, with red and white matter scattering everywhere.

Fan Yuan's consciousness was plunged into extreme darkness and deathly silence at this moment.

……

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

In the woodshed cellar, Fan Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath, as if he were a drowning person being pulled ashore.

The lingering pain from being shattered by the bone club deep within his soul still haunted him. This was not a physical injury, but a real imprint from the moment of death, giving him the most direct understanding of the terror of demons.

After a long while, Fan Yuan slowly recovered from the fear of death. He stretched out his hand, looked at his slightly trembling fingertips, and there was no longer a trace of hope in his eyes.

"This is... a demon!"

He murmured softly, his voice hoarse.

Between mortals and demons lies an insurmountable chasm; so-called wisdom and schemes are utterly fragile in the face of absolute power.

This death shattered his last unrealistic fantasy of being a time traveler.

This world is a hundred times more dangerous than he imagined!

"Gou..." Fan Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes regaining their firmness and coldness, "We must... be even more cautious!"

To act rashly would be tantamount to wasting a precious clone.

Just as he was feeling agitated and trying to calm his fear, the [Primordial Myriad Forms Mirror] in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled. On the mirror's surface, chaotic mystical light flowed, and lines of Great Dao runes condensed into shape once more.

[The clone 'Mountain Forest Gray Wolf' has died; the karmic settlement is underway...]

[Clone's lifespan: One incense stick's time.]

[Cause of death of the clone: ​​Killed by the patrolling wolf demon of Black Wind Mountain.]

[Clone feedback rate: 10%]

[Settlement complete. The host can choose one of the following three options:]