Chapter 485: Killing With A Borrowed Knife (1/2)

Qing Yu had slain the Monster Lord with a single stroke, the headless corpse collapsing soundlessly to the ground was testament to that.

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On Levitating Island, an old lion roared to the sky.

“Qing Yu! The golden lions swear an unending vendetta upon your name! Ancestor!” It turned to the floating island proper, but its call went unanswered.

Scarlet Ape seemed to be paying no attention to Dusk Province at all. It sat upon a giant stone in a daze, its faint golden eyes tinged with confusion and perplexity. It had adopted this pose ever since the shamanic divine appeared; no one knew what it was thinking.

The old lion gritted its teeth and flew out of Levitating Island as a streak of golden light.

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Hurrying to Xing Chen’s side, Qing Yu poured a stream of qi into his body.

The youth shivered as a third of the injuries the shamanic divine had dealt him melted away. His eyes widened questioningly at Qing Yu, who smiled ever so slightly.

“Moon Osmanthus.” The two words she uttered were very enlightening.

Xing Chen understood. Only a replica refined with one of the ten connate spirit roots could reach this level of seeming reality, of impenetrable perfection.

Aoxue had instantly seen through Donglin Shaohui’s embittered bamboo clone because he’d been too weak to make proper use of it. Rather than make it into his replica, he’d merely turned the bamboo into a humanoid shape. That kind of semblance was utterly insufficient against an Envoy of Samsara who’d been empowered by the Tome of Life and Death.

The replica Qing Yu was using right now, on the other hand, had been refined by Empress Myrtlestar and the Azure Dragon King after practicing the method of the immortal dao founders. Anyone who didn’t surpass those two in cultivation wouldn’t be able to see the truth of what she was.

Even the nine former celestial emperors would believe that Qing Yu and Qing Han were two separate people.

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The Thunder Lord and Fangyang youth colored at Qing Yu’s appearance. She’d decapitated the golden lion with a single, clean stroke. Neither of them could match that, even in an ambush!

With the Monster Lord’s death, the ten lords became nine.

Xing Chen’s body shook slightly and he exhaled a long mouthful of grayish-black smoke, recovering a bit more from his wounds.

“You didn’t think much of me, did you?” Stepping forward, Qing Yu brandished a sword that blazed with lunar radiance.

Because the force inside of her came from the Moon Osmanthus, her power was just as innate as the spirit root. Her replica was every bit Xing Chen’s equal. In fact, it was stronger in some ways.

The Nine Yin Soul-Parting Wood was a sacred relic of the shamans, but it was no connate spirit root.

“I grant you a chance for a fair fight.” The girl’s voice was cold in its lethality. She cast a steely glare toward the two youths who opposed her.

The Thunder Lord and Fangyang youth stumbled back in a panic. As soon as she appeared, they knew they were no match for her, Sovereign Arena or no!

“Enter the city, you two. Join the others against Lu Yun and Qing Han.” A different voice cut through the air as a golden dragon descended from the sky, bearing a young man upon its head.

Wu Tulong.