Chapter 680: Chapter 0599: What Do I, Ye Jiujie, Have to Fear?
"Today, I will use your blood to sacrifice my White Blade!"
"Ye Jiujie, today this altar will be your burial ground!"
He roared wildly, a stark contrast to his previous calm demeanor. His eyes were now filled with violent killing intent, surpassing even Shangchuan Duan Shui from before.
"Nine-layered Shadow Clone, Thousand Layers of Illusion!"
He uttered in a low voice, interlocking the last three fingers behind his hands, then placing the index and thumb together, a gesture exclusive to ninjas.
Three, six, twelve
Motionless, his figure split into three, and then the shadows multiplied exponentially. Each clone was identical to Shangchuan Duantian, indistinguishable from the others.
Within just a few seconds, nearly a thousand shadow clones appeared in the sky, forming an arc that encircled Ye Qingfeng at the center. What was most astonishing was that each one held a broken White Blade.
"Ye Jiujie, my Japanese ninjutsu will make you experience endless pain!"
A thousand Shangchuan Duantian spoke in unison, their voices layered, making Ye Qingfeng’s eyes slightly narrow.
"I’ve heard that the Shadow Clone technique of the Shangchuan Family is the best in Japan. Shangchuan Duan Shui cultivated to the Fifth Level, able to create a hundred clones. Unexpectedly, Shangchuan Duantian has refined it to the extreme Ninth Level, creating a thousand clones, truly terrifying!"
Long’s tone was heavy as he observed the overlapping clones. Each aura was exceptionally strong, causing his battle spirit to ignite while sending shivers down his spine.
"Let’s see how Ye Jiujie responds. If it doesn’t work out, we should find a chance to escape. Even if he can’t win, escaping shouldn’t be too difficult!"
Tiger whispered, and both Long and Leopard nodded in agreement.
Ye Qingfeng glanced around, surrounded entirely by the clones of Shangchuan Duantian.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, all the shadow clones swung their blades simultaneously, the sound of blades ringing out.
The invisible Sword Qi wreaked havoc within the encirclement. In an instant, Ye Qingfeng’s clothes and trousers were cut by sharp blades, exposing gaps.
"Hmph!"
He snorted coldly, slightly bending his legs into a horse stance, Spiritual Power swirling around him, forming a solid shield of Spiritual Power.
"Clang!"
Each slice of invisible Sword Qi was completely blocked by Ye Qingfeng’s Protective Spiritual Energy, producing sounds like clashing metals. Each wave of Sword Qi viciously struck against the Spiritual Energy, coming from unknown angles—sharp and fierce, sending leaves flying.
"Ye Jiujie is already completely passive, having to take a defensive stance. At this rate, things look bad!"
Long said worriedly as he observed the situation inside the field.
"Indeed, among the Thousand Layers of Illusion, each one could potentially be Shangchuan Duantian’s true body. If the true body can’t be found, Shangchuan Duantian stands invincible!"
Tiger nodded, both men watching the unfolding battle, its danger beyond words.
Ye Qingfeng’s Protective Spiritual Energy unfolded, warding off the relentless Sword Qi, while his gaze continuously scanned the surrounding Thousand Layers of Illusion.
"Where?"
His gaze locked onto one of the clones, and then his Protective Spiritual Energy suddenly dissipated as his figure shot forward.
The Sword Qi slashed across the ground, leaving a deep cut, but Ye Qingfeng had already dodged it, his arm gleaming with energy as he punched towards one of the clones.
"Huh?"
That clone immediately showed a look of panic, never expecting Ye Qingfeng to find his true body among the thousand illusions.
But just as Ye Qingfeng’s fist power reached his body, a sly triumphant smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Ye Qingfeng’s Fist Power already unleashed, but it seemed to strike nothing, passing straight through, his fist power roaring into the sky, slightly towards the distance.
"What?"
Ye Qingfeng was equally surprised, and at that moment, he sensed the movement of Sword Qi behind him.
"Hmph!"
Without turning around, the Void Tripod Spiritual Power surged within him, forcibly taking this blow from the Sword Qi!
"Clang!"
The strike drove Ye Qingfeng from the air to the ground, yet failed to harm him.
He looked back, all Thousand Layers of Illusion bearing a sinister smile.
"Ye Jiujie, finding my trace was no easy feat. But unfortunately, the moment you attack my true body, I can relocate it to any of these thousand illusions. You can’t beat me! Haha!"
Shangchuan Duantian laughed loudly, his laughter full of mocking pride.
Long, Tiger, and Leopard were utterly astounded; how could such a battle be fought?
Shangchuan Duan Shui clenched his fists tightly. He had always wanted to surpass his father, but today he realized there was still a massive gap between him and Shangchuan Duantian.
Ye Qingfeng glanced at the almost identical Thousand Layers of Illusion, suddenly grinning.
"You say you can transfer your true body, right?"
"If I attack one of them, you can quickly relocate. But what if I attack all the Thousand Clones simultaneously?"
Shangchuan Duantian was slightly taken aback, puzzled. "What did you say?"
Ye Qingfeng did not answer. He placed one hand on the ground, a scorching aura erupting from his palm.
"Leaving Fire Golden Eyes, Burning Heaven and Earth!"
Ye Qingfeng uttered in a low voice, his eyes instantly reflecting a fire lotus, his gaze shooting up like a fiery pillar. Flames spread across the ground, engulfing an area of a hundred feet in an instant, turning it into scorched earth.
Intense heat swept the world. Shangchuan Duantian’s gaze condensed as a sense of dread arose in his heart.
"Burning Heaven Melting Earth Hand, Fiery Flames Burning Sky!"
Ye Qingfeng slightly lifted his eyelids, the flames naturally surging, transforming into a massive pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky.