Chapter 447: You think youre the only one who can sacrifice their lifespan?

Chapter 447: You think you're the only one who can sacrifice their lifespan?

They were the same person right from the start?!

The crowd looked shocked.

Was there really such a clone technique that could be so real? Is this all an illusion, or is it real?

The expression of Immortal Void Rush shifted as if she realized something, and she said in a low voice, "Little Brother, kill this clone!"

As soon as her words fell, the figure of Master Chanyuan dispersed like a dreamy bubble, dissolving into the air. The crowd could vaguely see him turning into an aura, merging into the body of Kunlong Battle General. The appearance of Kunlong Battle General began to change until he finally became exactly like Master Chanyuan.

Xia Ji retreated a few steps, unable to believe his eyes.

There was never a Senior Brother Liu? The Senior Liu who waited for me five years, the Senior Liu who acted cold but was secretly warm-hearted.... wasn't real? It was all fake? All just the clone of Master Chanyuan?

"Why is it like this...?" Wu Ruochou slowly walked to Xia Ji's side and held onto his arm tightly. "Junior Brother, I don't understand..."

"Senior sister, pull yourself together. No matter what the truth is, the only thing we need to do now is to survive and foil the Spirit Blood Sect's plans of refining the Hidden Cloud Region."

Xia Ji looked conflicted, but his expression soon turned resolute. No one knew whether Master Chanyuan was a clone or the original. They only knew that after the two had merged, the aura of Kunlong Battle General soared significantly. Even though he wasn’t at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, the blazing spiritual flames around him became even hotter.

The faces of the three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators immediately showed a touch of pain, and blood mist continued to emanate from their bodies as they were being refined by the spiritual flames!

Kunlong Battle General looked at Fang Chen with a faint smile. "Benefactor Fang, how many more sword strikes can you unleash? You never had any chance of stopping everything from happening."

He then looked indifferently at the three Nascent Soul cultivators as the spiritual flames around him suddenly surged.

The voice of the female sword cultivator suddenly sounded. "Fang Chen, help me kill Qian Wuji, and I'll join forces with you!"

Qian Wuji was suddenly like an old cat whose fur stood on end. He instinctively bent, trying to use the treasure in his hand to repel everyone and escape from this place temporarily.

However, everything was already too late. The sword light approached from afar, and Qian Wuji only had time to scream in agony before being engulfed by the sword light.

Fang Chen's face became even older, and the others could even smell a peculiar smell faintly. This smell was something they could smell on elderly people who were about to die at home.

It was the smell of death.

"Ancestor... the... the Ancestor is dead..." Qian Feng and the other princes and princesses stared dumbly at the scene, while the Emperor of Great Qian remained silent, not expressing any opinion.

Qian Jiuye and the crown prince stood together with complex expressions. With Qian Wuji dead, Princess Shenlong and the others immediately joined in.

"Ancestor, you are wrong." Princess Shenlong looked at the empty space, her eyes slightly red.

Most people looked puzzled, but certain Golden Core and Nascent Soul Realm cultivators present seemed to recall something, their expressions turning extremely horrified.

The Void Immortal Sword Sect! That was a sect within a first-tier empire. The Void Immortal Sword Sect once had its disciples insulted and their swords stolen. In response, a hundred thousand sword immortals descended upon them, uprooting an immortal cultivation clan that had thrived for countless millennia since ancient times!

Was that the same Void Immortal Sword Sect he was referring to?

The female sword cultivator sneered. "Just figured that out?"

She walked toward a Golden Core Realm cultivator. Coincidentally, it was Nie Tianyuan.

He looked at Kunlong Battle General in terror.

Dongfang Haojie gloated, "Nie Tianyuan, it's finally your turn to die, you damn thing."

"Young lady, I can let you go today. You don't have to get involved in this matter. How about it?" Kunlong Battle General said calmly.

The female sword cultivator glanced at him. "Your Spirit Blood Sect has already angered me. Let me go? Do you really think I'll believe you?"

With that, she swung her sword towards Nie Tianyuan, who could only scream in agony before meeting his end.

Without another word, she moved on to the next Golden Core Realm cultivator. In a short time, all the remaining Golden Core Realm cultivators were killed by her.

The female sword cultivator's appearance became increasingly elderly and was comparable to Fang Chen.

"Senior Sister!" Fairy Yu was heartbroken.

The female sword cultivator said, “Don't worry. I'm in the Golden Core Realm and my lifespan is longer than your lord. I won’t die for now."

Now that only Kunlong Battle General remained, excitement appeared on everyone's faces, as if there was hope in this situation.

"Why has the surrounding spiritual flames intensified?!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

Only then did everyone realize that the spiritual flames enveloping the three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were more intense than before.

"This is bad. After he merged with his main body, his strength increased significantly! Even without those Golden Core Realm cultivators helping, he can still refine the three Nascent Soul Realm seniors!"

"We have to kill him, or at least disrupt his plans so he can't refine the three seniors. That's the only way we'll survive!"

Suddenly, Fang Wanli took a deep drink of wine and sprayed it toward the Kunlong Battle General, his wine turning into countless thousands of swords!

Unfortunately, before his wine swords could approach the Kunlong Battle General, it was dissolved by the surrounding spiritual flames. Kunlong Battle General looked at everyone indifferently as a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.