Demon Clone Avatar!!

Somewhere in the unknown void. Five generals had Sha trapped and bound on his own; a monumental clash was on the verge of erupting! Yet the only ones capable of confronting Sha were the members of the Eight Generals; even Ye Xuan dared not step into a battle of this caliber. On the surface, the Eight Generals possessed only late Mahayana realm cultivation, but every single one of them was an extraordinary powerhouse, one in ten thousand. Facing Sha at half-step Tribulation Transcendence, not one among them felt overly hard-pressed. In other words... Any one of the Eight Generals possessed the strength to cross a realm gap and fight an opponent above them. What was more, this gap was one that separated entirely different tiers!! Half-step Tribulation Transcendence was likely the upper limit of each general's combat strength. Or perhaps... This was merely one of the criteria testing whether they were qualified to be among the Eight Generals in the first place. Sha stood alone at the center of the void array plate, slowly raising his head toward the heavens. Hands clasped behind his back, the man showed not the slightest trace of fear. "Has this day finally come at last?" His inscrutable gaze swept across every one of the Eight Generals, and a mocking chuckle spilled from his lips. *Boom!!!* A tempest of terrifying pressure erupted in an instant!! The immense aura locked everyone in place, making even shifting their weight an agonizing struggle. His crimson robe snapped violently like thunder as the man's full might was laid bare to the world!!! Hong Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with an indescribable gravity. She had suffered defeat at Sha's hands before, so she knew better than anyone just how formidable he was. He was on par with Long Hou at the very least—perhaps even a cut above. Yet Long Hou was away on a mission, leaving only the few of them to carry out this eradication. *Buzz!!!* Demonic qi surged forth, engulfing a radius of ten thousand zhang. In the roiling tide of darkness, countless wronged souls seemed to drown, screaming desperately, writhing, clawing to break free of their torment. Hong Zhi said in a grim voice, "Stay sharp, everyone. His strength... surpasses mine!!" At her words, every face hardened. Fair, pale hands emerged from his sleeves. Crimson runes suddenly surfaced across Sha's mask, glimmering with a faint, eerie luster. The sight of the blood-etched mask sent a jolt through every watcher's heart. Beneath his mask, his eyes gleamed with sheer madness. His features contorted into a savage snarl, yet a bizarre, unfathomable smile played at the corners of his lips. *Boom!!!!* "Calamity-Crossing Giant Demon!!" *Boom!!!!* The demonic qi boiled and churned as a violent pressure swept across the entire expanse. In an instant, the boundary-restricting formation Youming had cast began to ripple violently. A howling gale swept outward. Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes against the blast, while the faces of all around him twisted in utter solemnity. *Clang!!* The long saber in Hong Zhi's grip slipped from its sheath. In a rapid, chilling voice, she commanded, "Move!! Break his focus!!" Hong Zhi cast her eyes upward. Above the churning tempest, endless demonic qi converged into a swirling vortex that looked like an ink-black storm cloud. Nangong Xuandu drew his three-foot azure blade and sprang upward with the momentum, astral winds whipping beneath his feet as his figure flashed like lightning!! Four figures lunged at Sha from four different directions in the blink of an eye! Beneath his mask, the man murmured softly, "Come forth!!" *Rumble!!!* *Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!!!!* Youming's face drained of color!!! From the roiling demonic qi overhead, an enormous, pitch-black demonic phantom hundreds of zhang tall burst into the open!! Three pairs of crimson eyes were set into its face, coldly surveying the field like the compound eyes of a fiendish spider. Perhaps because its frame was simply too colossal, only its upper torso managed to heave itself free of the dark clouds. A massive claw plunged viciously into the array plate Youming had formed!!! *Screeech—crunch! Sizzle!!!* Sparks sprayed in all directions. Enraged, Youming flashed forward and materialized atop the blood array above, glaring up at the colossal fiend. He formed hand seals at blinding speed, thick clouds of blood mist erupting from his arms. Dropping low, he slammed both palms onto the grand formation. "Who do you think you are?!" "Mountain Hut: Fortify!" "Blood Restriction: Sever!!" "Forbidden Art: Blood Boundary!!!" Blue veins bulged across Youming's neck as he roared, his face flushed crimson and countless hairline fractures splitting across his arms. The void merged into the grand formation, several layers of bloody light stacking one upon another!! Yet the oppressive might radiating from the demonic phantom overhead was simply overwhelming. Layer after layer of the bloody barrier shattered like dry kindling as the fiend smashed straight through! *Rumble, rumble, rumble!!!* The gargantuan phantom broke completely through the array's seal and loomed behind Sha. With a savage sweep of both arms, it blasted all five generals, including Hong Zhi, backward through the air!! Youming was flung back like a stone, spraying a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with sheer disbelief!!! "He—! Something's wrong with that phantom!!!!" "That demonic shadow... is the manifestation of his clone avatar!!!" At those words, cold shock struck everyone present!! Hong Zhi shot backward through the void, frowning deeply as she looked down at the torn flesh between her thumb and forefinger. "Impossible! He has already attained half-step Tribulation Transcendence. How could he possibly deceive the heavenly secrets, severing his own three souls and seven mortal forms to forge an avatar like this?!" Li Guanqi and the others were blasted thousands of zhang away, their chests aching as if crushed beneath a mountain, leaving them gasping for breath. Staring at the sinister, hundred-zhang demonic phantom wrapped in dark mists, Li Guanqi felt his heart shudder violently. The voice of the sword spirit sounded beside his ear. "This truly is the manifestation of his clone avatar. Someone from the Immortal Realm must have guided him!" "To sever the soul and forge a spirit... for someone in the Human Spirit Realm to achieve this is utterly unheard of." "Even in the Immortal Realm, very few know of this method!!" Li Guanqi knitted his brow and said in a low voice, "How is this technique any different from what connects me and Li Song?" The sword spirit's eyes were sharp as she replied swiftly, "There is a vast difference. This method involves tempering an ordinary clone over and over again until it reaches this state." "Every single refinement demands a fragment of the host's soul, yet that loss of soul power can be recovered with time." "There is definitely someone else pulling the strings behind him!" No sooner had she spoken than Sha slowly raised his right hand. The colossal demonic shadow plunged its massive arm straight into the rift of the void. Pitch-black formation runes flashed endlessly, and in an instant, an upright, thousand-zhang pillar of array light engulfed heaven and earth!!! A glint of cold resolve flared in Hong Zhi's eyes. Halting her backward momentum, she surged forward instead of retreating, accompanied by the crisp chime of a bell. *Boom!!!!* A terrifying saber light spanning over five hundred zhang sheared through the void, the crimson blade-light flashing forward at unfathomable speed. Even Nangong Xuandu and the others could only catch the briefest glimpse of a red flash streaking past their vision!! "Seven Fiends Asura Slash!!" The saber-light shook the very sky. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Sha's lips as the demonic shadow beside him shifted violently, stepping in to shield him. It crossed both massive arms before its chest as dark, sinister light swirled around its form. *Boom!!!* The demonic phantom took Hong Zhi's slash head-on. A deafening blast tore through the void, and its massive body was forced backward over a hundred zhang, coming to a halt right beside Sha. Both of the phantom's arms were severed clean through, and a gruesome trench was carved across its chest. Yet within the blink of an eye, the torn, gaping wound closed as if it had never existed. Sha murmured softly, "Come, then. Whether you can annihilate the Sha organization will depend entirely on your strength." *Buzz!!!* Violent spatial ripples churned through the black formation. In the span of a single breath, one crimson-robed, masked figure after another materialized from the dark!!!