"Huh?!"
Just as Xia Ping was about to leave, a voice rang out from the depths of the treasury, emitting a bewildered voice.
"What's the matter, Old Ancestor?"
Many Sages asked. The Illusion Race Old Ancestor had been cultivating in seclusion and rarely woke up.
"There was a strange feeling just now, as if someone was spying on our place, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. However, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace. This old man couldn't find any trace of it, so I don't know where it came from. "
The voice said.
"There's actually such a thing? Let me check it out."
Several Illusion Race Sages looked solemn. This actually made an Archean Sage have such doubts. They immediately took action, and their terrifying divine senses permeated every corner within a radius of tens of thousands of light-years.
It could be said that within such a search range, no matter what dimensional space one was in, one would not be able to escape from their search. This was simply all-seeing, and there was nowhere to hide. The entire illusory realm had been scanned by them.
However, after a while, they found nothing. The surrounding void was still silent, and there was nothing.
This situation also alarmed the other Sages in the illusion, and they all asked what happened.
"Old Ancestor, we didn't find anything strange, and there are no enemies hiding."
Several Illusion Race Sages reported.
"Maybe it's just my imagination. Sometimes, when people get old, they tend to have a lot of illusions, like a whim." The voice sighed. Even an Archean Sage like him couldn't detect a gaze. There were probably not many people in the entire universe.
Since he couldn't find anything, it must be his illusion. He didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could avoid his search, not even a Sage.
The other Sages also nodded. In fact, they also didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could approach the place where they were without a sound.
The reason why they searched was just to relax.
Now that they couldn't find anything, they naturally wouldn't continue to pursue it. Then, they warned the other alarmed Sages, saying that it was just a whim of the Old Ancestor, and it was not a big deal.
For a time, the entire treasury returned to its previous calm, leaving only a few Sages cultivating in peace. From time to time, there were unfathomable cosmic vortexes coming from the depths of the void.
…
At this time, Xia Ping had quietly returned to his residence in the outer hall of the treasury. No one around him noticed that he had left his residence.
"Let's go back to Yanhuang Star first."
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. His figure flashed and returned to the space of the Mountain River Pearl. Then, through the space channel of the Mountain River Pearl, he directly returned to Yan Huang Star.
The reason why he needed to return to Yanhuang Planet was that he couldn't use any Universe Virtual Network in the Fantasy World.
It was probably because the Illusion Race were afraid that their nest would be exposed, so they refused to use the Universe Virtual Network. They could only use it when they left the Illusion World.
After all, the universe virtual network was the crystallization of humanity's intelligence, any race that used it would leave a mark on it.
Even though the human race said that they were fair and wouldn't use the Universe Virtual Network to do anything and protect everyone's privacy, the Illusion Sage didn't dare believe such a promise.
In reality, some of the saints of the top races wouldn't use the Universe Virtual Network if they didn't need to, afraid that they would leave any traces or blackmail on the human race.
Hence, the Fantasy World was a place where the internet was banned. No one was allowed to use the Universe Virtual Network.
However, they had their own internal network, similar to a local area network, allowing them to communicate with each other. Of course, it wasn't as magical as the Universe Virtual Network.
Therefore, to facilitate contact with the outside world, Xia Ping returned to Yanhuang Planet.
"Korin, how do you think I should pass on this news to the human race?"
Xia Ping originally planned to use his identity to pass on the news to the human race's Holy Land of Taichu, which was the most convenient and fastest way.
However, he needed to plunder the Illusion Race's treasure house. If his identity as Xia Ping was leaked, then it would not be very convenient to act, and he might be targeted.
Therefore, he was caught in a dilemma.
"Don't worry, the human race has an intelligence network throughout the universe, people call it the Dark Net."
Korin smiled slightly. "This is an extremely huge intelligence network organization, responsible for providing intelligence to countless people. As long as you have money, you can buy all kinds of intelligence.
Even if you have any special intelligence, the Dark Net will give you generous rewards according to the rarity of the intelligence. This is an intelligence trading organization.
If you want to leak the news of the Fantasy World, you can use the Dark Net intelligence system, and you may even make a lot of money because of this. After all, the specific location of the Fantasy World is a mystery for thousands of years. Countless people can't find its whereabouts, but countless people desperately want to seek revenge on the Illusion Race, so the bounty is extremely high. "
"I see, then how can I contact the Dark Net?"
Xia Ping asked.
"When Old Master was still alive, he had a Dark Net account. You should be able to log in, so that people from the Dark Net can trade. This account is anonymous and will not expose your identity."
Korin said in a deep voice.
After saying that, he handed over the Dark Net account to Xia Ping.
Xia Ping operated it a little and immediately understood. With a whoosh, his consciousness immediately appeared in the Universe Virtual Network.
However, at this moment, his whole body was surrounded by a mass of black fog, as if it was a mess, and no one could detect his real body.
In the next second, he appeared in a unique virtual world. This was not a low-level city, a middle-level city, or a high-level city, but a dark world from the virtual network, called the Dark Net.
Xia Ping appeared in a strange castle, and the pedestrians passing by were basically like him, their whole body wrapped in a mass of black fog, and their true faces could not be seen clearly.
The surrounding people came and went very mysteriously, trading with the people in this place.
"Sir, what can I help you with?"
At this time, a waitress with an appearance similar to an elf came over. She was the receptionist of this place.
"I want to sell information," Xia Ping said.
However, his voice was very hoarse, as if it had been distorted by the Dark Net, making people unable to distinguish what his original voice was like.
"Selling information?"
The waitress's eyes revealed a glimmer of light. "I wonder what level of information it is?"
The Dark Net was very eager for all kinds of information in the universe. After all, this was the largest intelligence organization of the Human Race, and every piece of information had a great use.
If they knew it before others, they would definitely obtain great benefits.
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