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Qin Yi’s eyes revealed a strange scarlet hue, making him appear even more demonic.

"You want to die, I’ll grant your wish."

The frenzied slaughter gradually made Qin Yi lose control.

Two beams of light flew out from his body, instantly transforming into two figures, one red and one purple.

This was the first time Qin Yi summoned his clones in front of so many people.

Everyone was stunned, their faces aghast, because the aura of the two figures that appeared was not much weaker than Qin Yi’s.

Killing intent surged in Qin Yi’s gaze as he looked at Dugu Ao, who once again attempted to approach Yin Qianqian, and said coldly, "Kill him."

The red-clothed clone’s eyes flashed with a bloody light. He nodded slightly, and in the next second, he launched towards Guduo Ao.

Dugu Ao shivered all over, feeling as if he were being watched by an ancient fierce beast. His hair stood on end, and he rapidly retreated.

However, a giant, blood-red and bloodthirsty blade ripped through the void, slashing directly towards him.

"Puff!"

An arm flew dozens of meters away.

Dugu Ao let out a piercing scream.

One move was enough to cripple him, drastically reducing his combat ability.

The red-clothed clone was the embodiment of Qin Yi’s desire for slaughter, ruthlessly taking action. He transformed into a red light, charging towards Dugu Ao, with only one thought in his mind — to kill him as Qin Yi intended.

Dugu Ao abruptly turned around, trying to escape. He could only smell disappointment.

However, the red-clothed clone possessed almost all of Qin Yi’s combat ability, making escape impossible for a cripple.

The red light flickered through the air.

"Bang!"

An iron fist struck Dugu Ao’s back as terrifying red light exploded.

"Bang!"

The spine-chilling sound of bones cracking resounded as Dugu Ao’s back caved in, the terrifying force piercing through, and a bowl-sized bloody hole erupted on his chest.

"Netherworld General, save me!"

Dugu Ao screamed as he fell from mid-air.

The red-clothed clone did not pursue him; his figure flashed back to Qin Yi’s side, standing with arms lowered.

Dugu Ao’s heart and internal organs had been destroyed, leaving no need for further pursuit.

Heng Li awoke suddenly, looking down as Dugu Ao landed heavily, his body shattered into pieces. It appeared he had died in mid-air; otherwise, even a breath of life wouldn’t lead to such a tragic fall.

Everyone present shivered with fear.

Dugu Ao, a Ninth Rank Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivator, died that way, less valuable than a dog.

Heng Li’s old face was sinister, his gaze sharp.

He stared at Qin Yi, staring intently.

Clones, there are two clones.

He knew well that Qi Refiners who could cultivate clones were even rarer than those possessing Absolute Domain, let alone cultivating two clones; it was truly extraordinary.

This person is a menace; he must be killed. Otherwise, once he grows, given his attitude toward the Netherworld Clan, he will become a major threat in the future.

Heng Li waved his hand, shouting sternly, "Kill them, leave none alive."

Qin Yi’s eyes reflected the madness of slaughter. He raised his hand slowly, "Kill them, leave none alive."

The same command, yet the trembling effect was different. Qin Yi’s words made the surrounding Qi Refiner shiver to their bones.

Though Heng Li was a pinnacle Transcendance Tribulation Stage figure, with many under his command, for whatever reason, they didn’t feel confident Heng Li could win this bloody battle.

"Kill!"

Qin Yi shouted harshly, charging forward towards Heng Li.

The two clones, expressionless, followed Qin Yi’s figure, also charging aggressively.

Heng Li and more than twenty people, all carrying terrifying auras, surged towards Qin Yi like a tidal wave.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

Terrifying forces collided mid-air, erupting in a world-shaking explosion; the void trembled incessantly, sounding like Thunder Shock, sweeping across miles.

Heng Li, along with eight puppets, encircled Qin Yi.

A Netherworld General surrounded the red-clothed clone.

Dugu Ao’s subordinates began encirclement around the purple-clothed clone.

Nine surging forces blasted towards Qin Yi, their momentum soaring.

Qin Yi stood expressionless, his gaze cold and devoid of emotion, surrounded by dazzling purple light transforming into a Qi Sea, which rolled out and clashed against the nine surging forces, fearless.

With a rumbling sound, the storm raged on.

Heng Li, along with eight clones, were blown away by the terrifying force.

Qin Yi’s figure flashed, disappearing from sight, and reappeared before a puppet, launching a heavy punch towards its chest.

This puppet was a Ninth Rank Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivator, its chest caving in, grim white bones pierced through the flesh in a terrifying manner.

This Ninth Rank Transcendance Tribulation Stage puppet shot out like a cannonball over dozens of meters.

However, just as Qin Yi believed the opponent dead for sure, unexpectedly, he steadied his flying posture, dragging the broken body, continuing to attack Qin Yi.

This...

Even Qin Yi was taken aback.

"Qin Yi, these puppets are crafted through special techniques. Heng Li is a peak Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivator; his crafting techniques surpass ordinary Netherworld Clan. These puppets have copper skin, iron bones, no blood, only rock-like muscles, and no sensation of pain; they’re mere walking dead. Unless their heads are severed, they will continue fighting."

So that’s how it is.

Killing intent flickered in Qin Yi’s eyes; he sneered, turning to launch an attack against Heng Li.

With a punch, the fist’s momentum surged, with dazzling Fist Light blasting Heng Li and three puppets dozens of meters away.

"If you possessed Absolute Domain, perhaps you could fight me. But relying solely on these eight walking dead, you cannot."

Qin Yi sneered, his figure disappeared, reappearing before an Eighth Rank Transcendance Tribulation Stage puppet, raising his hand as purple energy transformed into a blade, sweeping across.

"Puff!"

A head flew out dozens of meters, the corpse fell from mid-air.

One strike to behead.

The Evil Lord was right; only by severing their heads can these puppets be killed.

Power surged like a tide, blasting towards Qin Yi’s back.

Qin Yi turned, slapping his palm down.

"Boom!"

The opponent’s power was directly blasted apart.

Looking intently, unexpectedly, the one who attacked him was the puppet he had hit and crippled earlier.

Qin Yi formed a sealing with one hand, declared, "Wind Blade."

Immediately, fierce winds arose, transforming into a Wind Blade Dragon, sweeping forth.

"Puff!"

A burst of blood mist in the sky, the shattered puppet was directly shredded to dust by the wind blade.

"Dust to dust, soil to soil, living like this, neither human nor ghost, surely painful beyond measure. Qin Yi sends you off, consider it accumulating some karmic virtue."

The Netherworld Clan’s practice of puppet crafting defies heaven and extinguishes conscience, not fit for human deeds.

Qin Yi also knew a puppetry technique, but those puppetry methods were crafted from the recently deceased. Whereas the Netherworld Clan uses powerful living beings for their crafting, truly a group of inhuman beasts.

Therefore, killing the Netherworld Clan bore no psychological burden for Qin Yi.

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