Chapter 2187 Dark Web!

"Um?!"

Just as Xia Ping was leaving, a voice sounded from the depths of the inner hall of the treasure house, and a surprised voice sounded.

"What's the matter, old man?"

Many saints next to him made noises, because this ancient ancestor of the illusion race has been cultivating, and rarely wakes up.

"I had a strange feeling just now. It seemed that a gaze was spying on our place. But it disappeared in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace. The old man couldn't catch any trace of it, and I don't know where it came from."

The voice said.

"There is still such a thing, I'll check it out."

Several phantom saints had solemn expressions on their faces, which actually made an ancient saint have such doubts. They immediately shot, and the terrifying consciousness penetrated every corner of the tens of thousands of light-years.

It can be said that within such a search range, no matter what dimensional space you are in, you can't avoid their search.

But after a while, they found nothing, the surrounding void was still silent, and there was nothing.

This situation has also disturbed the other saints in the illusion world, and they have asked what happened.

"Ancestor, I didn't find anything unusual, nor did any enemies hide."

Several phantom saints reported.

"Maybe it's my illusion. Sometimes when people get old, there will always be a lot of illusions and whims." The voice said with emotion, even the eyes of the ancient saints like him could not be detected. How many.

Since he can't search, it must be his own delusion. He doesn't believe that there is anyone in this world who can avoid his search, not even a saint.

Several other saints also nodded. In fact, they didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could silently approach the place where these saints were.

The reason for the search is just for relief.

Now that they can't find anything, they naturally won't continue to pursue it, and then warned the other saints who were disturbed, saying that it was just the whim of the ancestors, and there was nothing serious.

For a time, the entire inner hall of the treasury returned to its former calm, except for a few saints left to cultivate in peace, and from time to time bursts of unfathomable cosmic vortexes came from the depths of the void.

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At this time, Xia Ping had silently returned to his residence in the outer hall of the treasure house, and no one around found that he had ever left his residence.

"Go back to Yanhuangxing first."

Xia Ping squinted his eyes. With a flash of his figure, he returned to the Shanhezhu space, and then passed through the space channel of the Shanhezhu space, and then returned directly to the Yanhuang Star.

The reason why he needed to go back to Yanhuang Star was because he couldn't use any cosmic virtual network in the Illusory Realm.

It is probably that the people of the phantom are afraid of leaking out of their old nest, so they refuse to use the cosmic virtual network, and can only use it when they leave the phantom world.

After all, the cosmic virtual network is the crystallization of the wisdom of the human race, and any race use will leave traces on it.

Although the human race said that it was fair and would never use the cosmic virtual network to do anything to protect everyone's **, the phantom sage could not believe such a promise.

In fact, some saints of peak races would not use the cosmic virtual network if it was not necessary, for fear of leaving any clues and traces on it.

Therefore, the Illusory World is a place where the Internet is completely banned, and it is absolutely not allowed for any clan to use the cosmic virtual network.

However, they also have their own internal network, which is equivalent to a local area network. They can communicate with each other by themselves. Of course, it is impossible to have the magic of the cosmic virtual network.

Therefore, in order to facilitate contact with the outside world, Xia Ping returned to Yanhuangxing.

"Cat Immortal, how do you think I should spread this news to the people?"

Xia Ping originally planned to use his identity to pass on the Holy Land of the Human Race in the beginning, this is the most convenient and quick way.

But then he needs to plunder the treasure house of the Huan clan. If his Xia Ping's identity is leaked, then it will not be very convenient to do things, and maybe he will be targeted.

So, he was caught in a dilemma.

"Don't worry, the Terran has an intelligence network all over the universe, people call it the dark web."

Immortal Mao smiled slightly: "This is an extremely huge intelligence network organization, responsible for providing information to countless people, as long as you have money, you can buy all kinds of information.

Even if you have any special intelligence, the dark web will give you rich 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 intelligence system of the dark web, and you may even make a lot of money because of this. After all, the exact location of the fantasy world is a mystery for ages, and countless people can't find it. The whereabouts of , but there are countless people desperately trying to find revenge on the Huanzu, so the reward is very high. "

"So that's the case, how can I get in touch with the dark web?"

Xia Ping asked.

"When the old master was still there, he once had an account on the dark web. He should be able to log in, so that people from the dark web can conduct transactions. This account is anonymous and will not reveal his identity."

The cat fairy said in a deep voice.

After that, it handed over the account of the dark web to Xia Ping.

And Xia Ping immediately understood after a little operation, and with a swoosh, his consciousness immediately appeared in the cosmic virtual network.

But at this moment, his whole body was surrounded by a mass of black mist, as if it was a mess, and no one could detect his true body.

In the next second, he appeared in a unique virtual world. This was not a lower-level city, an intermediate-level city, or an upper-level city, but a dark world from the virtual network, called the dark web.

I saw Xia Ping appear in a strange castle. The pedestrians passing by were basically the same as him, and the whole body was wrapped in a cloud of black mist, making it impossible to see his true colors.

The people around come and go, very mysterious, and trade with the people in this place.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

At this moment, a waitress who looked like an elf came over, she was the receptionist of this place.

"I want to sell a piece of information."

Xia Ping said, but the voice he said was very hoarse, and it seemed that after the distortion of the dark web, it was unclear what his original voice was like.

"Selling information?"

The waitress' eyes showed a glimmer of light: "I don't know what level of information it is?"

The dark web is very eager for all kinds of intelligence in the universe. After all, this is the largest intelligence organization of the human race, and every intelligence has a great effect.

It would be of great benefit to know before anyone else.