Qin Chuan's illusory clones have reached a high level of mastery, and most importantly, after Qin Chuan's Yin-Yang Dao was integrated into them, a tremendous change occurred.
This is the Yin-Yang clone.
Qin Chuan split his body in two; both bodies are real, but as long as one exists, it will not die.
Yin body and Yang body.
Moreover, both figures are real, not illusions, nor simply formed from energy.
The combat power of these two figures is exactly the same as Qin Chuan's, which is terrifying, and both are controlled by Qin Chuan's consciousness.
One attacks, one supports, or both control—after all, Qin Chuan possesses many control abilities. So, as long as the two are controlled together, coordinating with the attacks of the demonic beast,
Qin Chuan's current combat power is not simply doubled.
It can achieve a result far greater than the sum of its parts.
Originally, Qin Chuan intended to save this ability for a crucial moment, but this Cloud Flying Dragon is not simple; it is very powerful, so there is no need to hold back. A brutal victory without poison is enough.
Qin Chuan's clones are activated.
Yun Zhongfeilong's expression changed slightly. He could tell that the clone was very powerful; he couldn't distinguish which was real and which was fake.
However, he didn't believe both were real—that was human nature. In fact, Qin Chuan's clones were interdependent. If
one disappeared, another could regenerate, but if both disappeared together, Qin Chuan would die.
Therefore, Qin Chuan's clones were very powerful, to a certain extent inexhaustible. As long as both couldn't be destroyed simultaneously, Qin Chuan could be considered immortal.
That was the principle, but the actual situation was hard to say, considering various factors.
Qin Chuan smiled, then waved his hand, and the two figures almost simultaneously unleashed the Golden Dragon Vine.
Swish!
Soaring into the sky.
Qin Chuan's attack was very predictable, with one position and two positions pressing each other. The first forced him to retreat, because dodging forward was difficult.
The Golden Dragon Vine was huge, and Qin Chuan's attack position forced him to dodge forward for a long time before he could escape the encirclement of the Golden Dragon Vine.
However, if he dodged backward, it would be much easier, and he could definitely dodge it.
Just as he moved, establishing a momentum and retreating, another golden dragon vine appeared, directly blocking his retreat. At this point, escape was virtually impossible. The
Cloud Dragon in mid-air paled; he had been careless. If it were just one, he could easily dodge it, but with two, he couldn't escape.
He was entangled!
The Golden Dragon Vine was one of Qin Chuan's most formidable abilities, undoubtedly his strongest.
It combined the nine aspects of the Divine Dragon, the Way of All Things, the Vajra Way, and the Yin-Yang Way—indestructible yet incredibly resilient.
The Cloud Dragon was directly engulfed by the golden dragon vine.
But the Cloud Dragon didn't panic. He gripped his longsword, determined to break free.
Flying Dragon Sword!
Flying Dragon in the Sky!
He was now surrounded by the golden dragon vine, unable to escape from any direction. He didn't want to break free from the surroundings; instead, he charged upwards.
He would break free.
Sometimes, it's like this: ideals are good, but reality is cruel.
Clang! Clang!
Yun Zhongfeilong's expression changed again. Although his weapon, the Flying Dragon Sword, wasn't a top-tier divine weapon, it was still something many would envy at his level.
Yet, this weapon could only leave slight marks on the vines, not even breaking through them. Just how tough were these Golden Dragon Vines?
The Golden Dragon Vines tightened, binding Yun Zhongfeilong completely. The sharp, knife-like vines tightened little by little.
At first, Yun Zhongfeilong struggled, hoping to break free, or perhaps the vines' hold was short-lived.
But his hopes were quickly dashed again. The Golden Dragon Vines didn't disappear, and it seemed they wouldn't disappear anytime soon.
Moreover, the binding force of the Golden Dragon Vines, combined with their sharpness and toughness, was unbearable for him. His skin had begun to bleed. If this continued, he would be completely obliterated.
"I surrender!" At this moment, Yun Zhongfeilong knew he couldn't win. With just this one ability, he couldn't possibly fight his opponent.
Qin Chuan stopped, put away the Golden Dragon Vine, and the Cloud Flying Dragon was now in a terrible state, its clothes torn in pieces, covered in blood streaks, some still oozing blood.
This was only because Qin Chuan had shown mercy; otherwise, the outcome would have been far worse. The Cloud Flying Dragon bowed to Qin Chuan in thanks.
Without a hint of displeasure, Qin Chuan shook his head, and the Cloud Flying Dragon descended.
That was it [Biquge www.biquga.vip], the Cloud Flying Dragon, one of the eight young dragons, was defeated by Qin Chuan without any chance to fight back.
It seemed Qin Chuan had held back; otherwise, the Cloud Flying Dragon would probably be dead by now.
"Just who is this Qin Chuan? Even the Flying Dragon in the Clouds couldn't fight back."
"I want to know too. He's too powerful. At this rate, who can deal with him?"
"Terrifying, amazing! The more I look at him, the more pleasing he seems."
"This is a prince. Look closely, he's really handsome. I've discovered he's the most handsome man."
"You're such a fangirl, an idiot!"
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"Old Luo, what do you think?" The burly middle-aged man asked, looking at Old Luo.
Old Luo's brows furrowed deeply as he said, "We underestimated him. His strength has exceeded my expectations."
"You mean his potential?"
"Not just potential, but his abilities and methods, and what he's shown is just the tip of the iceberg."
"How so? Perhaps this is all he has to offer?" The burly middle-aged man laughed.
"I won't argue with you anymore. Whether you can make him your disciple depends on your fortune." Old Luo smiled, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
"Taking him as my disciple is my good fortune?" The burly middle-aged man laughed.
"If you still want to get back at him in this lifetime, if you want to make amends, you can take him as your disciple and treat him like your own son. Perhaps there's still hope," Old Luo said earnestly.
The burly middle-aged man fell silent, slightly lost in thought, before finally looking at Old Luo and saying, "You're serious."
The burly middle-aged man knew why Lao Luo wasn't competing anymore. Knowing Lao Luo's habits, he definitely would have fought for it. The reason he wasn't was because he wanted to give it to him, all for that matter.
Lao Luo nodded earnestly: "This is an opportunity, and a very big one at that. We can't even imagine how much potential he has. Let's seize this opportunity!"
The burly middle-aged man smiled: "Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony with you. I'll do everything I can to make him my disciple. If that doesn't work, I'll marry my youngest daughter to him."
Lao Luo smiled: "Is your daughter prettier than the woman beside him?"