115: Chapter 115 Boundless Dao Shadow Unleashed, Clone Harvesting Out of Control!
Xuanfeng Realm.
Qingyun City, Lin Family Main Hall.
The atmosphere was so deathly silent it was suffocating.
The Lin family elders looked down from above, their eyes filled with disgust and contempt.
In the center of the hall, a lean young man clenched his fists tightly, his nails sinking deep into his flesh.
He was the Jiang Feng of the Xuanfeng Realm dimension.
Standing before him was a stunningly beautiful young woman dressed in a flowing cloud-white dress.
The girl's chin was slightly raised, her eyes filled with charity and blatant impatience.
With a casual wave of her hand, she threw a marriage annulment letter, its ink barely dry, at the young man's feet.
“Jiang Feng, your spiritual roots are ruined and your cultivation has regressed. You're destined to be a worthless mortal for the rest of your life. Sign it, and this bottle of Qi Gathering Pills will be the Lin family's charity to you—enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your days.”
The Great Elder of the Lin family, following behind the girl, let out a cold laugh and added insult to injury: “Miss Murong is now a favored daughter of heaven chosen by the Wuji Sect. A cripple like you isn't even worthy of carrying her shoes. Be sensible, take the pills and get out. Don't be an eyesore here!”
Xuanfeng Realm Jiang Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the annulment letter on the ground, a sense of humiliation nearly overwhelming him.
“Rip—”
The void was torn open like a piece of scrap paper.
A young man with neat short hair, dressed in casual clothes, stepped out from within.
It was precisely Jiang Feng's Clone No. 1.
The sudden turn of events left everyone in the hall stunned.
The Great Elder pointed at Clone No. 1, bristling with rage as he shouted sternly, “Presumptuous! Who dares to intrude upon my Lin family hall? Guards! Where are the guards!”
Clone No. 1 didn't spare him even half a second of attention.
He raised his right hand and casually clenched his fingers in mid-air.
Terrifying physical laws instantly imprisoned the entire dimension of the Lin family hall.
There was no magnificent sword qi overflowing, nor any flashy light and shadow effects.
“Bang!”
The bodies of Murong Xue and the Lin family Great Elder physically annihilated on the spot!
Not a drop of blood or a speck of ash remained, as if these two had never existed in this world.
The annulment letter fluttered down lonely onto the empty bluestone floor.
Xuanfeng Realm Jiang Feng froze in place, completely dazed.
Clone No. 1 walked up to him, his tone flat and devoid of emotion: “Stop playing around with that tired ‘thirty years east, thirty years west’ trope. It's too slow. We seize the day.”
He flicked his finger, and a wisp of Taixu Reincarnation Origin ‘whooshed’ into the young man's brow.
Those messy threads of humiliating karma were instantly severed clean.
The young man turned into a ball of golden light and smoothly merged into Clone No. 1's body.
On the other side.
The system panel of Jiang Feng's original body suddenly vibrated, and a crimson light nearly burst through the void!
[Ding! Successfully enlightened and reclaimed Clone No. 2!]
[Clone Reclamation Progress: 2/10,000]
[Six-dimensional attributes skyrocketing, soaring from 400 Rang directly to 600 Rang!]
Jiang Feng felt the surging power of World Essence within him, every meridian in his body emitting a comfortable hum, and he instantly understood this outrageously domineering enhancement mechanism—
With every clone reclaimed, combat power increases massively based on the current foundation!
One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight... this is pure viral fission, it's simply illogical!
A cold sneer curled the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth. “Let's go.”
Netherworld Great World.
Deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, a sea of blood surged, and malevolent energy pierced the sky.
Atop a mountain peak, Demon Venerable Jiang Feng knelt heavily on one knee.
He had wild white hair and was covered in dark red demonic energy, his chest pierced by three terrifying, translucent blood holes.
Eight men and women, draped in golden light and exuding overwhelming arrogance, surrounded him tightly.
These eight were all the absolute protagonists and Children of Fortune from various forces in this Netherworld Great World.
A Golden Dragon of Fortune circled above one person's head.
Behind another floated the remnant soul of an ancient ‘grandpa’ acting all high and mighty.
Still another held a peerless divine sword bestowed by a system, its light effects maxed out.
The leading white-clad swordsman pointed his sword at the Demon Venerable and began a righteous speech: “Old Devil Jiang Feng! Your actions are ruthless; you have cut off our opportunities and slaughtered a hundred righteous sects of the cultivation world. Today, with fortune on our side, we shall act on behalf of heaven and slay you, the source of all evil!”
Demon Venerable Jiang Feng spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and laughed wildly to the sky: “The winner takes all! The cultivation world is a man-eating Asura field to begin with. If I can seize it, that's my skill. Stop trying to sicken me with that ‘acting on behalf of heaven’ talk. Do you even think you're worthy?”
The white-clad swordsman's eyes turned cold, his killing intent laid bare: “Still stubborn even at death's door! Everyone, attack together and slay him!”
“Who dares touch him.”
A voice cold to the extreme, like thunder from the nine heavens, crashed down fiercely from the vault of heaven.
The sturdy sky of the Netherworld Great World was forcibly torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
Jiang Feng's original body stepped out from the void with his hands in his pockets.
The pressure of his 600-Rang six-dimensional attributes completely ignored the laws of this pathetic plane, suppressing it directly like ten thousand divine mountains.
“Crack!”
The eight Children of Fortune didn't even have a chance to react; their knees shattered, and they all fell screaming to the ground in unison.
That flashy Golden Dragon of Fortune let out a mournful cry and instantly collapsed into a mass of waste gas.
The white-clad swordsman turned pale with fright, desperately screaming to his system in his mind: “Who are you? I am the Pure Yang Child of Destiny! I have a system protecting me; you dare go against heaven?”
The remnant soul of the ancient grandpa floating behind him screamed even more frantically, nearly wetting himself: “Heavens! This is a high-dimensional being! Run, kid! You've provoked a true god!”
One must know that this was a top-tier battlefield of the Hongmeng Realm, where laws were stable beyond imagination.
Yet with just a casual word, Jiang Feng possessed such terrifying power. Just how frightening his current strength was had become self-evident!
Jiang Feng's original body landed lightly on the mountain peak.
He didn't even look directly at this group of cheaters, raising his foot and directly crushing the white-clad swordsman's head.
He casually ground his toe into the ground.
The so-called system core didn't even issue an alarm before being violently crushed into powder.
“What kind of trash is this, daring to claim fortune before me?” Jiang Feng sneered.
Under the pure numerical suppression of 600 Rang, the remaining seven Children of Fortune were deprived even of the right to scream, their bodies bursting one after another like watermelons.
That nagging remnant soul of the grandpa was slapped into oblivion by Jiang Feng with a casual wave of his hand.
Demon Venerable Jiang Feng stared blankly at this man who looked exactly like him but was powerful beyond all comprehension.
Jiang Feng walked up to the Demon Venerable and reached out to pull him up.
“You weren't wrong to seize opportunities; you were wrong because your methods weren't ruthless enough and your trump cards weren't strong enough.”
Jiang Feng gazed into the Demon Venerable's eyes, which were full of defiance. “Heaven and earth are heartless, treating all things like straw dogs. There is no good or evil in the struggle for opportunity; blame only that they were born in the wrong place and provoked the wrong person.”
He slapped a palm of origin power into the Demon Venerable's chest.
“If I say you are right, then even the Heavenly Dao must step aside. Return to your place.”
[Ding! Successfully reclaimed Clone No. 3!]
With a thought from Jiang Feng, ten thousand Boundless Dao Shadows spread out at full speed across the Myriad Realms.
This exponential fission harvesting speed went completely out of control.
Jiang Feng stood in the chaotic void and lit a cigarette.
System notification sounds trailed a waterfall of deep purple-red afterimages across his retina.
[Ding! Successfully reclaimed Clone No. 125!]
[Ding! Successfully reclaimed Clone No. 846!]
In less time than it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The progress bar rocketed all the way up, instantly freezing at 1,500/10,000.