The anomaly in front of Lin Yu's mansion attracted the attention of countless people, and the internet became extremely lively.
Many were watching, wanting to know how many clones Lin Yu had. They waited from morning till night, but the counting was still not finished.
This shocked them again. From morning until now, over twenty million clones had appeared, yet they continued to emerge, as if they were endless.
If they hadn't seen Lin Yu's clones hunting in the wilderness, they too would have thought it was an illusion.
"This is too outrageous, twenty million clones and it's not even the limit!"
"I feel his clone talent might not be SSS-grade anymore, it should be SSSSS-grade!"
"Is that possible?"
"Whether it's possible or not, I believe it."
"Shocking as it is, with Lin Yu around, at least our human race is safe."
"Let's wait patiently. It'll probably take until tomorrow to count how many clones there are."
"..........."
Hundreds of millions of people stayed up all night, eagerly anticipating.
The next morning.
Lin Yu stretched his arms, glanced at the rising sun outside the window, and let out a comfortable groan.
"Hoo, finally finished! Time to rest. In a few days, there won't be any time for rest."
He got up and walked towards the bedroom. The all-day and all-night effort had left him slightly fatigued, not physically, but mentally, from the weariness of constantly performing repetitive tasks.
He went to rest, but others couldn't sleep.
On the internet.
Someone posted an article.
"Everyone, we've finished counting the number of clones!"
"You probably can't even imagine it. Millions of clones are already astonishing, but Lin Yu has a staggering fifty million clones!"
"What a terrifying number! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he alone could form a nation."
"I once imagined he might have thirty million clones; that was the limit of my imagination, but I never expected fifty million clones."
"We've studied Lin Yu before, and we found that his clones are at least as powerful as his main body. This means Lin Yu is currently a deity-level cultivator, and his clones are all deities."
"Fifty million deities, even a main god could be ganged up on and killed, right?"
"I even boldly predict that even combined with the alien worlds we've entered, there aren't a hundred thousand deities in total!"
"One can imagine how powerful Lin Yu is. With Lin Yu guarding our human race, this is our immense honor!"
"Let us cheer, let us be grateful!"
"Thank you, Lord Lin Yu!"
After reading this article, everyone was incredibly excited.
Only a minority could endure a day and a night of work, and even fewer could count the exact number.
Therefore, as soon as this article appeared, it garnered widespread attention, and the reposting volume was astonishing.
In just a few hours, almost the entire human race knew about Lin Yu having fifty million clones.
Not only humans knew, but even the alien races knew.
After all, the human race now governed tens of thousands of alien races. These alien races depended on the human race, and within their territories, there were signal towers built by humans and human electronic devices. Naturally, they could also log into the human network.
Although only a minority of alien races met these conditions, they were all elites among the alien races.
When they learned that Lin Yu had fifty million deity-level clones, all the alien races gasped.
Too terrifying!
"The human race has produced a monster!"
"Indeed, fifty million clones for one person, and none of them weaker than the main body. What kind of divine talent is this?"
"I still feel like I'm dreaming, everything in front of me seems unreal."
"Although we envy and are jealous, since we depend on the human race, and the human race is powerful, at least we can survive."
"Yes, we should also have some gratitude. Since the Blue Star mutation, how many alien races have been wiped out by alien gods? With the human race as our backing, we at least haven't been exterminated."
"We'll have to visit the human race in a few days to pay our respects to that existence."
"Forget it. The Blue Star's drastic changes have altered the terrain, adding hundreds of thousands of miles. If we set off now, it's suicidal!"
"Then what should we do?"
"Just wait. The human race will surely soar to the heavens. By then, the human race will occupy the intervening territories, and we'll be safe to travel then."
"............"
The news of Lin Yu of the human race having fifty million deity clones spread like wildfire, first reaching the ears of alien races, and then reaching the ears of people from alien worlds.
Upon hearing this news, the people from alien worlds scoffed, refusing to believe it at all.
Fifty million deity clones?
What kind of joke is this?
It's likely they haven't woken up from their dreams yet.
Let alone deities, even main gods couldn't achieve this.
A million miles away from the human race, in an alien world called the Yaksha Realm.
The beings of this realm were fierce and brutal, cruel by nature, and unsightly in appearance.
Although humanoid, their bodies were covered in bone-like spikes, making them quite ferocious and terrifying.
Not only that, but Yakshas enjoyed eating raw meat, drinking fresh blood, and listening to screams to please their perverted souls.
The customs of this race were truly savage and terrifying, drawing the scorn of many other races, who called Yakshas demons.
However, while other races would only verbally attack, they dared not attack the Yakshas, for this race was ferociously powerful, fearless of death, and possessed great cultivation talent, growing stronger with each battle, with many tales of breakthroughs during combat.
Other races feared provoking the Yakshas, but privately they despised their barbarity.
This race was not weak; they had three main gods presiding over them. The environment of their world was harsh, with frequent natural disasters.
Therefore, it fostered a resilient and unyielding character in the Yakshas.
Or rather, a stubborn character; once they set their minds on something, they would see it through to the end.
When the news of Lin Yu's fifty million clones reached the Yaksha tribe, they were not alarmed but instead ecstatic.
If outsiders saw this scene, they would be very surprised. Hearing of another's fame, they would be delighted instead of alarmed. This was unnatural, wasn't it?
The Yaksha King resided on a tall mountain.
And above the mountain floated three blood-colored continents; these were the residences of the three main gods of the Yaksha Realm.
However, the main gods rarely interfered in mortal affairs; all matters were managed by the Yaksha King.
When he heard about the human race on Blue Star having fifty million clones, he did not report it to the three main gods but instead issued an order to attack the human race immediately.
When the Yakshas heard that they were going to attack the human race, they all rejoiced as if victory in war was already assured.
This scene naturally caught the attention of the three main gods. After a brief inquiry, they learned the reason.
"A deity among the human race, interesting, very interesting. Let them have their fun. Hopefully, it will put some pressure on our race!" the Green Yaksha Lord sighed. 138 Reading Network.
The Red Yaksha Lord shook his head, "Most likely false news. The human race is weak, not particularly strong among all races, but lying is a great forte of the human race, so I suspect it's mostly false news."
The Blue Yaksha remained silent, but his heart was stirred, and his hands itched.
He sighed, "I truly wish for a hearty and exhilarating battle, but alas, among the main gods of all realms, the mid-stage main gods are all my defeated foes."