He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Ying Ji nodded:

"Looks like you're lucky to have found one."

"What luck or anything?"

Old Jiang glared at him, "That's because I have a discerning eye."

"I was passing through Luozhou City when he was born."

"That's called fate."

Ying Ji didn't argue with him anymore.

"No matter who he is," Ying Ji raised his head, his gaze passing through the ginkgo branches and looking at the mountains and rivers outside Xianyang City that were sinking into twilight, "the matter of the extraterrestrial demon still needs to be resolved."

Old Jiang put down his wine glass, knowing that the important matter had arrived.

"My strength has not yet fully recovered since my return."

Ying Ji said, "Given my current state, it's hard to predict the outcome of dealing with those reincarnated beings alone."

"If we don't resolve this quickly and give them time to grow, this world will repeat the mistakes of the last one."

"I cannot wait any longer."

"So what do you want to do?"

"Unify the seven kingdoms".

Ying Ji's voice was not loud, but it was as steady as a stone sinking to the bottom of water, without the slightest ripple: "Using the method of governing dynasties, we will gather the fortunes of the seven kingdoms and elevate the Great Qin Dynasty to a Celestial Dynasty."

"In my previous life, I almost succeeded."

"The foundation of the Celestial Dynasty has been laid, and most of its fortune has been gathered. Only the final step remains—to upgrade the rules of this world from 'Dynasty' to 'Celestial Dynasty,' so that the entire world can ascend to the Celestial Realm together."

"But at that final step, the demon from beyond the heavens arrived."

"They're not here to stop me, they're here to reap the rewards."

"A world on the verge of being upgraded is a feast for them."

"I have lost."

When Ying Ji uttered these three words, his tone was very calm, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "I killed them all, but I also paid the price."

"I had to sacrifice myself to pull the world back from the brink of collapse, and thus entered the cycle of reincarnation, only to be reawakened in this life."

"Therefore, I need your help."

……

On the third day after Yun Yi returned to Luozhou City, his clone left again.

This time, he didn't ask Shen Qingqing for the list again.

Because it is not needed.

Shen Qingqing said that the number of reincarnators in this world far exceeds that of regular missions, starting at least a hundred.

There are over a hundred systems, including numerous methods for searching and tracking.

He no longer needs to rely on lists—he can perform the search and tracking himself.

This time, the clone chose the Great Qian Dynasty.

The Great Qian Kingdom has the largest territory among the Seven Kingdoms: it extends north to the grasslands outside Yan Hui Pass, south to the Ten Thousand Mountains on the edge of Miao territory, west to the eastern edge of the endless desert, and east to the Silent Sea.

With such a vast territory, the reincarnated beings are scattered throughout like salt sprinkled into soup, making them difficult to find.

But once found, they are often found in clusters—because reincarnators also tend to stick together.

The reincarnators of the Great Qian spontaneously formed several small groups, maintaining a fragile balance among themselves, sometimes cooperating and sometimes stabbing each other in the back.

The clones target these loose reincarnators who lack the strength to join the alliance but are unwilling to be eliminated.

The first target is the northern border of Daqian.

A reincarnator who has reincarnated through fifty-one worlds, whose identity is a clerk in the Yan Hui Pass military command.

After the general was killed by the gray-robed man, he took advantage of the chaos to take over the remaining forces and is secretly consolidating them.

When his clone found him, he was sitting in his study reviewing official documents. There was an oil lamp beside him, and the light cast his shadow on the wall, which flickered back and forth.

The clone climbed in through the window, landing with a sound softer than a falling leaf.

He turned around and saw the clone.

The flame of the oil lamp flickered. Then all was silent.

The clone emerged from the study, holding a jade slip in its hand.

This time we only obtained eleven systems—not many, mainly because there was some duplication.

The second target was a county town in central Daqian on the second night.

A reincarnator who has reincarnated through forty-three worlds, whose identity is that of a down-on-his-luck head of a security escort agency.

He was known for his excellent information network within the small circle of reincarnators in the Great Qian Dynasty, and he had the accurate location of at least five reincarnators.

The clone easily captured him.

Compared to before when we had to go to great lengths to eliminate the opponent's backup plans, now that we have enough methods, it's much easier.

After reading the memories, the clone obtained the locations of five new targets, as well as the complete cultivation techniques of seven unique worlds.

I knew the duplication rate would increase as time went on, but I didn't expect it to drop to single digits now.

All five targets were eliminated within five days.

Three martial arts systems, one cultivation system, and a rare "word power" system—which directly distorts reality through language, which is quite interesting.

The clone organized these five sets of techniques, along with all the systems accumulated previously, and transmitted them back to the original body through the Bridge of Faith.

The clone's efficiency is astonishingly high—its combat power, at the level of a true god, gives it an overwhelming advantage when facing most reincarnators.

Those who could withstand half an incense stick's worth of his influence were already among the best of this group of reincarnators.

The result of enduring half an incense stick's time was merely that he consumed a little more of his power of laws.

The power of the law is indestructible and its strength is inexhaustible, making the clones almost perpetual motion machines—unlike the previous power of faith, which dared not be used too much for fear of accidentally running out.

A month later, the number of reincarnators in the Great Qian territory had decreased by nearly half.

The remaining reincarnators began to realize something was wrong—too many people had been killed, far too many to be normal losses from competition.

Fear spread rapidly within the small circle of the Great Qian Reincarnators.

But everyone remembered one name—the tyrant.

The name came from the mouth of a reincarnator who had narrowly escaped.

The reincarnator was found by his clone in a mine in the northern border of the Great Qian Dynasty. After fighting desperately for less than three moves, he escaped with an extremely precious substitute talisman.

After he escaped to safety, he only had time to say one sentence:

"The one who killed the emperor was the one with first-level authority."

Then he died—the substitute talisman could only protect him from one fatal wound, but the power of the clone's true god had already invaded his consciousness, delaying the burst of power by half a breath at the moment the substitute talisman took effect.

The half-breath delay was enough for him to send out the message before he died.

This was actually intentional on the part of the clone—after all, the original intended for him to act as the Level 1 Authority user.

The previous reincarnators were too weak to send out any messages, and the one named Xu Youlan hadn't released any information either.

But regardless, the news spread like wildfire among the reincarnators at this moment:

A Level 1 Authority user has appeared and is hunting down Reincarnators across the Great Qian territory.

Extremely strong, crushing its peers.

No one can stop him.