Chapter 3578: InheritanceEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

On the periphery of the Origin Orb.

The two clones of the God of Eternal Silence acted separately. One focused his mind on setting up the magic array, while the other cautiously surveyed the surroundings. After a period of time, they switched tasks to recover their mental strength.

Clones and informants of the God of Decay were spread throughout the Endless Domain, so they needed to act carefully.

Suddenly, the clone responsible for keeping watch saw a streak of shadow rapidly approaching from the distance. His heart pounded wildly as he shouted, "Who’s there!"

The other clone immediately stopped arranging the magic array and turned to look at the shadow rushing toward them.

Not good!

It was a clone of the God of Decay!

"Split up and run!"

The two clones of the God of Eternal Silence shouted at the same time and quickly fled in two different directions.

Fang Heng sneered inwardly and chased after the clone of the God of Eternal Silence who had been setting up the magic array.

The targeted clone felt bitter. He knew he was no match and could only flee desperately forward, trying to buy time for his other clone companion.

The two chased one after the other.

Two minutes later, the other clone of the God of Eternal Silence had already escaped the Endless Domain.

"The game’s about over."

Whoosh!

Fang Heng suddenly accelerated midair, his speed surging several times over as he rapidly closed in on the clone of the God of Eternal Silence. He then raised a hand toward him.

The erupting aura of Death formed a Death Grip that chased after the clone of the God of Eternal Silence.

"Bang!!!"

The dark barrier around the God of Eternal Silence shattered instantly under the Death Grip.

Only at that moment did the clone of the God of Eternal Silence realize something was wrong.

This power was not merely the power of decay. It was also filled with a cold, silent chill that continuously eroded his vitality.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng’s figure suddenly appeared in front of the clone of the God of Eternal Silence, staring at him coldly.

"You..."

The clone of the God of Eternal Silence stared at Fang Heng and said in a hoarse voice, "You are not a clone of the God of Decay."

Fang Heng uttered coldly, "Who told you I was?"

"Who exactly are you?"

"You tell me first—what is the magic array you were setting up?"

The clone of the God of Eternal Silence’s expression changed several times. Gritting his teeth, he said, "In your dreams!"

"It doesn’t matter if you won’t say. I can find out myself."

Fang Heng gently raised his hand forward.

"Chi chi chi chi!!!"

From the external heart on Fang Heng’s right shoulder, countless dense tentacles extended out and instantly pierced into the clone’s body.

The Void Power within the clone of the God of Eternal Silence was rapidly extracted. His entire body visibly withered at a speed discernible to the naked eye until he completely turned into ashes.

"Chi chi chi chi..."

The tentacles retracted back into the external heart, coiling once more around his right shoulder.

Seeing that Fang Heng had resolved the trouble, Zane flew over from a distance and arrived beside him, asking, "Why didn’t you take care of both of them at once?"

"It was nothing. I wanted the other one to go back and report, to provoke them a little."

Absorbing clones no longer provided him with much experience points. It was better to let the God of Eternal Silence mistakenly believe that the God of Decay had discovered their actions regarding the Origin Orb, forcing them to choose cooperation with him.

As Fang Heng spoke, he refocused his gaze on the Origin Orb.

The Origin Orb itself had not changed, but the metallic structures surrounding its periphery had already formed a full circle. The magic array patterns engraved on the metal had been completed by about one-third.

They wanted to teleport the Origin Orb away?

Fang Heng frowned slightly, finding it strange.

Perhaps it was some kind of ritual to transfer the Origin Orb.

"Fang Heng, did you find anything?" Zane asked.

"I have some clues, but I’m not certain yet." Fang Heng shook his head. "Let’s go back. Hopefully, Pena can bring us some good news."

Fang Heng then returned to the Void Temple.

Horne and the others of the Void Clan all saluted Fang Heng. "Elder."

Fang Heng nodded lightly and asked, "Does the Void Clan know of a way to teleport the Origin Orb?"

Horne shook his head. "In the records of our Void Clan, there has never been any description of the Origin Orb."

Fang Heng asked, "Are there any materials we can consult?"

"No. We left the Void Realm after accepting the Void Clan’s mission. At the beginning, we had not planned to stay outside for a long time, so we did not bring any books or materials with us when we departed..."

"No, Horne. In fact, that is not the case."

Everyone turned toward the voice and saw Elder Brutus walking in from the rear hall of the temple.

"Elder."

The members of the Void Clan all saluted the elder.

"It is true that our branch left the Void Realm under urgent orders. But before departing, the patriarch asked me to take with me a small portion of the clan’s inherited ancient books. If we failed to complete the mission, he hoped we would leave the Void Realm and preserve the spark of the Void Clan. Perhaps one day, when we find a way to resolve the trouble of the Source of the Void, we could lead the Void Clan back to our homeland."

Brutus sighed inwardly.

For many years, he had believed that the hope of returning home was slim.

But Fang Heng had shown him hope.

"The materials I brought were not many. Over the years, I have studied them thousands of times. Most of them are records of the Void Clan’s inheritance. I have not found anything related to the Origin Orb."

Brutus looked up at Fang Heng and said, "Fang Heng, come with me. You are already the leader of the Void Clan. They should rightfully be entrusted to you for safekeeping. I also hope these materials will be of some use to you."

"Yes, Elder."

Fang Heng nodded respectfully and followed Brutus into the study behind the temple.

"The books on the first shelf of this bookcase were all brought from the Void Realm back then. The ones above were written by me over the years, according to my memories. I am old now; there are inevitably some errors and omissions."

As Brutus spoke, he walked to a bookshelf, took out one of the volumes, and from within retrieved a finger-sized arrow.

"Elder, this is?"

"The Arrow of Time." The elder gently stroked the arrow’s shaft, a nostalgic expression appearing on his face. He handed the arrow to Fang Heng and said, "Once you enter the Void Realm, it will always point toward the location of the Void Temple. Keeping it here serves no purpose. Take it. If you have the chance to enter the Void Realm in the future, it can give you some guidance."

Fang Heng accepted the arrow and said solemnly, "Thank you, Elder. I will return to the Void Realm to investigate the situation as soon as possible."

"It is enough that you have the intention. There is no need to be overly anxious. According to our estimation, the Void Realm may already have shattered. Before resolving the pollution of the Source of the Void, returning there by force would be useless. It is no longer suitable for survival."

"The future of the Void Clan is entrusted to you. I am at ease."

With that, Brutus waved his hand and left the study alone to rest.

Fang Heng watched Elder Brutus leave, then immediately shifted his gaze to the books on the shelves.

He suddenly realized a problem.

He could not understand them.

The language system of the Void Clan was completely different from his own.

Hm?

There was only one book written in the common language.

A Detailed Explanation of the Void Clan Language.

Fang Heng took the book down from the upper shelf, a helpless expression on his face.

Judging from the handwriting, it was clearly compiled personally by Elder Brutus.

So he had to learn the Void Clan’s language before reading the books?

Fang Heng felt rather speechless.

Fortunately, there were only about a hundred books on the shelf.

With his current immense mental strength, forcibly engraving them into memory was not difficult.

He would record them first and learn them later when he had time.

Fang Heng closed his eyes.

Driven by mental strength, the books floated up from the shelf into midair, flipping rapidly page by page.

The characters and talismanic symbols in the books were forcibly engraved into his sea of consciousness.

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