Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone clawed downwards, domineeringly ripping a crack open in the defence of his opponent's mid-grade Sacred Artifact, the Precipitous Golden Armour!
Greatly shocked, that golden-armoured martial practitioner wanted to change his stance. However, the Northern Ocean Clone was faster than him.
After breaking through the defences of the Precipitous Golden Armour, the Northern Ocean Clone immediately stabbed out with the Fish Dragon Spear in his other hand!
The tip of the spear turned into a dot of golden light and pierced into the crack at an unimaginable speed!
The golden-armored martial artist roared and stumbled back, but blood was already spurting out of his chest.
The other Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners watched this scene in shock, wide-eyed and tongue-tied.
Despite wielding two mid-grade Sacred Artifacts, that golden-armoured martial practitioner was actually unable to stand against the Northern Ocean Clone who was only wielding a low-grade Sacred Artifact at the same cultivation level!
The difference between a mid-rank Sacred Weapon and a low-rank Sacred Weapon was there for all to see.
However, the difference in strength between the two masters was equally obvious!
"Who exactly is this fellow?!" The hearts of those of the Grand Xuan Dynasty grew cold.
Although they were shocked, they were all veterans who had been through hundreds of battles, so they did not panic.
They continued to charge towards the Northern Ocean Clone with all their might. If that golden-armoured martial practitioner was slain just like this, it would be hard for the others to survive.
Several Martial Sacred Realm experts joined forces and covered the sky and earth in their attacks. Their aura was like an endless tsunami.
The spiritual energy in the surroundings rippled like a tide and spread out in all directions, forming visible folds in the void like waves.
The Northern Ocean Clone whipped out the Fish Dragon Spear in his hand, swivelling towards the incoming enemies as he brandished it with the momentum of sweeping away a thousand enemies.
As the Kun Peng's shadow flapped its wings, its body swooped down. It transformed from a Peng into a Kun and rushed into the sea of light.
As the giant leviathan swam, the vast blue sea erupted outwards in all directions!
A frenzy that was even more ferocious than the opponent's attack swept through the heavens and earth!
Great Desolate Kunpeng Art, Ancient Desolate Tide!
The immeasurably long Giant Kun set off boundless waves that swept in all directions, reaching everywhere!
As the Northern Ocean Clone brandished his spear, power expanded, catching all fishes big and small in one fell swoop. The terrifying might of the desolate ancient tide that devoured the heavens and overturned the earth, drowning the great thousand worlds as it swept through all enemies before him!
The power of one person encompassed the world!
All of the Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners were forced into retreat at the same time. Those with weaker cultivation bases directly spat out blood, splattering it all over the sky!
Sweeping through his enemies with a single spear, the light of thunder flickered within the pupils of the Northern Ocean Clone.
Under the effect of the Fillip Swift Thunder technique, it was as if he didn't need to take a breath. Without the slightest pause, he immediately turned around and thrust his spear at the golden-armored warrior!
With the help of his companions, he finally managed to catch his breath.
Just having suppressed his injuries, before he could even regroup, Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone's attack immediately arrived before him once more!
That golden-armoured martial practitioner clenched his teeth, wielding the Precipitous Golden Armour to forcibly resist the Northern Ocean Clone's spear.
The Northern Ocean Clone was shocked as he repeated the same method, ripping apart the defences of the Precipitous Golden Armour once more!
While the other party was dumbfounded, a spear as fast as lightning pierced through the gap and through his chest!
That golden-armoured martial practitioner's ferocity was stimulated as he ignored himself, grabbing onto the shaft of the Fish Dragon Spear with a single hand, not letting the Northern Ocean Clone draw it.
At the same time, he also brazenly stabbed towards the Northern Ocean Clone with his spear.
The Northern Ocean Clone directly let go of the Fish Dragon Spear, his figure like the wind as he soared through the nine heavens, evading his opponent's dying blow.
In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived behind the golden-armored cultivator.
Substituting a spear with his fist, the Northern Ocean Clone punched out, striking the back of his opponent's head!
A tiny speck of crimson blood appeared between the brows of that golden-armoured martial practitioner's head.
The bloodstain expanded unceasingly, finally forming a massive bloody hole!
This golden-armoured martial practitioner was slain on the spot by Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone!
The Northern Ocean Clone leisurely circled back to his opponent who was already a corpse, casually plucking out the Fish Dragon Spear in a leisurely manner.
However, the other Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners present all felt a chill run through their hearts as a chill shot up their spines all the way to their heads from the soles of their feet.
At this moment, they no longer had the confidence and motivation to persevere any further.
Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, going their separate ways as they only hoped that Yan Zhaoge would not pursue them, placing all their hopes on the Northern Ocean Clone's spear targeting someone else first.
How they would account for this to King Xuanmu afterwards was already not something they could consider.
There was only one thing they were concerned about now, and that was how to flee from Yan Zhaoge!
This youth's methods were really too powerful, powerful to the point of being inconceivable, inconceivable!
Seeing this, the Northern Ocean Clone smiled, his figure flickering as he traversed the heavens and the earth, already arriving behind one of them and stabbing him to death with a single spear strike.
Afterwards, he spun and chased in another direction, arriving later as he intercepted a second person.
He was too fast such that his opponent would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.
A Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioner who was fleeing in the opposite direction heaved a sigh of relief as he continued fleeing.
However, a sword-light flew over from the distance, chopping off his head!
Yan Zhaoge had one hand behind his back, the other wielding the Glorious Rainbow Sword, his expression relaxed as though he was taking a stroll in the green. Yet, all his opponents felt utter despair.
After slaying another person, Yan Zhaoge gazed in a certain direction amidst space, smiling, "Long time no see, Mister Chen. How have you been, Mister Bai?"
The figures of Chen Zhiliang and Bai Ziming appeared in the distant horizon.
They were somewhat unable to reply as they just stared blankly at everything before them, unable to recover for a long time.
They had originally come to see the situation at the Radiant Light Sect, but who knew that they would see something completely unexpected.
Yan Zhaoge smiled casually, "Right, I was unable to find a chance to return it earlier. Your jade pendant is still with me, Mister Bai."
Recovering, Bai Ziming hurriedly said, "It's fine."
He involuntarily glanced at his surroundings once more, murmuring in admiration, "Unbelievable, unbelievable …"
Chen Zhiliang first looked at the Northern Ocean Clone before turning to Yan Zhaoge himself.
"This clone of yours is truly powerful. The martial art that he cultivates in has truly obtained the will of the Kunpeng, being one of the peak martial arts."
As a personal disciple of the Southeastern Exalt, the martial arts that he cultivated in could also be considered top-tier in the entire World beyond Worlds as he was rarely a match for martial practitioners of the same cultivation level.
Even though that golden-armoured martial practitioner of the Grand Xuan Dynasty wielded a mid-grade Sacred Artifact earlier, Chen Zhiliang would still have dared to battle him bare-handed.
However, against Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone, he felt that he had no confidence at all.
"What is even more unbelievable is that you yourself actually seem to be even more powerful than this clone of yours at the same cultivation level!" Looking at Yan Zhaoge, a look of shock surfaced within the depths of Chen Zhiliang's gaze as well, "Your strength really cannot be measured by the cultivation bases that everyone knows of."
He unconsciously glanced at the wound of the sky beside him, unable to help but sigh, "If you continue staying in the lower worlds, I even suspect that you will not be able to reach the Seeing Divinity stage at all before you will be rejected by the power of dimensions, unable to remain in that lower world!"
Hearing his words, an expression of deep agreement appeared on Bai Ziming's face.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "You are polite."
Chen Zhiliang looked at the wound of the sky, "Do you have a way to go down now? I believe that King Xuanmu will return to the World beyond Worlds very soon. At that time, it will be difficult for you. After all, the difference in cultivation bases is just too great. "
Yan Zhaoge was about to speak when the wound of the sky before him suddenly shook intensely. (To be continued.)
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