Chapter 2009

Xiao Feng, do you think you can still get away?

Letting twelve past selves go forward together, you're really bold.

We will kill you, replace you, and continue living in your identity.

Your power is our power, your strength is our strength, your women are our women.

We will cherish the fruits you've struggled for us, hahaha~

The twelve past selves chattered among themselves, their tones completely different from his own.

This is clearly not a past self crafted according to his personality, but a group of monsters that only share his attributes yet have nothing to do with his temperament!

"Take me down? Who gave you the confidence?" Xiao Feng said disdainfully.

Although his power was divided, he still has the Supreme Treasure!

Hong~

The Kirin's true fire blazed fiercely, a ninth‑level Supreme Treasure hovering beneath his feet.

At the same time, many more Supreme Treasures appeared, over twenty in total.

Unexpectedly, at that moment the 800‑level past self burst out laughing: "Thanks, thanks, we really like these Supreme Treasures."

Then he waved his hand casually.

These Supreme Treasures were actually seized by them in part!

The ninth‑level Supreme Treasure Kirin True Fire Throne was taken by the 800‑level past self.

The seventh‑level Supreme Treasure Taotie Horn and the seventh‑level red scales were taken by the 650‑level past self.

The eighth‑level Supreme Treasure Spirit Fox Substitute was taken by the 500‑level past self.

... and the other past selves each took one or two Supreme Treasures.

"You guys!" Xiao Feng was also stunned, not expecting this to happen.

Those Supreme Treasures were bound by his bloodline, but these past selves possess the same bloodline and likewise have the ability to command the Supreme Treasures.

Now still on his body

On it, only the Binding Immortal Rope that followed him longest, the Tian Tian Bao Nang, and the Myriad Transformation Spirit Pearl remain.

The Indestructible Golden Body and the Heart of Annihilation are also present; they are more like equipment, lacking sentience, and won't be easily bewitched.

"Now, what other tricks do you have?" the 800‑level past self sat upon the Kirin True Fire Throne, looking solemn and dignified, like an enlightened master.

Xiao Feng stared at that handsome face, feeling like he wanted to smash it with a punch!

He said nothing, clasped his hands together, and a purple sword swiftly condensed into form.

"Heart Sword? I can do that too."

The 800‑level past self also employed exactly the same method.

"Holy shit..."

At this moment, Xiao Feng felt like cursing his mother.

These past selves are too exaggerated, they actually perfectly replicated his abilities!

When he created the Heart Sword skill, he was over level 700; among these past selves, only the 800‑level one knows this move.

While the 650‑level and lower ones lack the Heart Sword, they possess his three strongest eighth‑level talents from before.

In other words, all his former strength is possessed by these past selves.

But his current strength has been divided into thirteen shares, and he himself only got one of them.

How do we fight this?

Even though Xiao Feng has fought countless powerful foes, he is now somewhat taken aback, not knowing what to do for a moment.

But after all, he is Xiao Feng, who has slain Kirins and cannot be trapped by the Realm‑Heart Prison; how could a small trial defeat him?

"Then let's give it a try."

He stopped talking, the Heart Sword was released on the spot, shooting toward the 800‑level past self.

The 800‑level past self gave a low shout: "Suppress him!" and likewise released a Heart Sword.

Xiao Feng's Heart Sword aimed at the person, while the 800‑level past self's Heart Sword then

was aimed at his Heart Sword.

The two Heart Swords flashed simultaneously and collided in front of him.

Boom!

The entire void collapsed, a huge void gap appearing between heaven and earth, its tremendous suction almost pulling Xiao Feng and the many past selves inside.

This was the first time Heart Sword clashed with Heart Sword; the erupting power was far greater than that of a single Heart Sword.

But unfortunately, no one was hit; all the past selves promptly scattered.

"Myriad Gods and Demons Battle Body!"

"Emperor Jiang's Wings, Seal Space!"

"Spirit Beast Banner, Imprison!"

"Soul‑Chasing Spear!"

"Great Slaying God Technique!"

"Origin Needle!"

"Little Boy!"

"Exploding Fireball!"

"Magic Missile!"

One by one, familiar skills and Supreme Treasures were aimed at Xiao Feng, releasing tremendous pressure.

"Damn!"

If these attacks hit, even having an Indestructible Golden Body could possibly get you killed!

The Indestructible Golden Body cannot withstand his own attack; even if 90% of the damage is reduced, it still threatens him now that his attributes have dropped.

Xiao Feng without hesitation transformed into Myriad Things Source Qi and scattered, then appeared beside the 33-level Past Self, whose skill was the weakest.

Emperor Jiang's Wing's ability to seal space only works against the Void Law; his "Instant Move" is not a space-type law, so it remains unaffected.

Watch out!

The 800-level Past Self reminded.

But it was too late.

Xiao Feng raised his hand and instantly released a Dao Mark Scar, blasting it onto the 33-level Past Self's body.

Swish~

He gathered his power inward; after the Dao Pattern fell, it caused no explosion but directly annihilated and dissipated this body.

However, dissipating one Past Self did not restore any of his strength; he remained just as weak.

On the contrary, another 11

Past Self's attributes became stronger!

Really outrageous.

Xiao Feng was speechless, but there was nothing he could do.

The challenge of the Origin Secret Realm was inherently unfair; the first stage used a Ten Thousand Times attribute Heart Devil Attack on himself, and now this is actually not bad.

Each Past Self is very agile; upon seeing a companion killed, they immediately increase distance, not wanting to get close to him.

Run? Is it useful!

Xiao Feng sneered inwardly, again transformed into formless Myriad Things Source Qi, and approached the 50-level Past Self.

"Watch out!" the 800-level Past Self reminded, hastily moving to help.

But his speed was half a beat slower than Xiao Feng's, and he watched helplessly as the 50-level Past Self was annihilated.

"No need to worry; we are one entity, losing a few is no loss, and it will actually make us stronger." said the 650-level Past Self, appearing indifferent.

The 100-level and 150-level Past Selves, hearing this, were not angry either; they even agreed, seeing Xiao Feng approach and not dodging, preferring to be killed.

Swish swish swish!

Watching as the Past Selves below 500-level were annihilated into dust, only the 500-level, 650-level, and 800-level remained.

At this point, the three major Past Selves that had absorbed the remaining bodies' divided power already possessed extremely strong strength; adding their original attributes, they were nearly equivalent to one-third of Xiao Feng.

Together, the three make a complete him, and even a bit more!

"Come on, the real battle has just begun."

The three Past Selves seized all the Supreme Treasures originally belonging to Xiao Feng, each controlling four or five of them, looking extremely terrifying.

"Heart Sword!"

"Shatter Void!"

"Shatter Void!"

800-level's strongest past

The body unleashed its ultimate move; the two slightly weaker ones also, in the Myriad Gods and Demons Battle Body state, released a fourth-rank Secret Art sword formula, a terrifying aura locking onto Xiao Feng, with no escape.

Boom!

Seeing the Heart Sword fly toward him, Xiao Feng knew he could not dodge no matter what, and had to once again use the Myriad Things Law to disintegrate himself.

This takes a great toll on him; although he avoided disaster, it is not a long-term solution.

He approached the 500-level Past Self and condensed his Li Ti.

"I'm not as fragile as they are, don't even think..."

This Past Self still thought he wouldn't die.

However, in the face of the Dao Mark Scar, the outcome was still to vanish like smoke.