Chapter 733

As the light shone upon him, Sun Wukong's condition immediately recovered at a visibly rapid pace.

All fatigue from prior training was completely swept away; Sun Wukong instantly returned to his peak state.

Feeling the power surging through his body, Sun Wukong gripped his Ruyi Jingu Bang tightly, his gaze fixed on the opposite side of the arena, waiting for his opponent to appear.

Shhh!

Another beam of light appeared on the arena—this time, it did not strike Sun Wukong, but illuminated the opposite side.

Then came an utterly shocking event: on the opposite side of the arena, a perfect copy of himself suddenly materialized.

The "true and false Sun Wukong" Luo Fu had just mentioned was genuinely true and false.

"The Blood War Heavenly Path I created reflects another version of yourself. The hardest opponent to defeat is always yourself; after overcoming yourself, the reward is greatest."

Looking at the two Sun Wukongs on the arena, Luo Fu explained.

This is the principle of the Blood War Heavenly Path: it grows stronger when faced with strength.

Your opponent is yourself—and it grows stronger when you do.

"This... if I stood there, could it also replicate me?"

Hearing Luo Fu's explanation, Xingtian asked uncertainly.

Replicating Sun Wukong isn't difficult; Sun Wukong is merely a Great Luo Jinxian. A great cultivator who masters the corresponding Dao could replicate a Great Luo Jinxian.

But replicating an exact copy of him is different—he is at the peak of a Semi-Sage, and an exceptionally powerful one at that.

If Luo Fu could replicate him at will, then beneath the Sages, Luo Fu was virtually invincible.

If he could replicate Xingtian, he could replicate other great cultivators too. Fighting oneself is already hard enough—add another Luo Fu, and defeat becomes certain.

Moreover, since he can replicate one at will, who knows how many he could produce if he truly tried—two, three, or even more.

Merely with this replication ability, Luo Fu could dominate the Three Realms.

"I'm not joking when I say it's a death path—the replicated self is real, and as a replica, its greatest desire is to become a true living being."

Luo Fu nodded, casually affirming it.

Hearing Luo Fu's confirmation, Xingtian's eyes flickered with shock.

Yet immediately, Xingtian recalled how, during his battle with Luo Fu, his full-power strike had been casually blocked—and he felt somewhat reassured.

The fact that Luo Fu had blocked it so effortlessly, using only his physical strength alone, proved that even in physical power, Luo Fu far surpassed him.

Luo Fu's greatest strength, however, was not his body, but his Dao comprehension.

From this alone, one could see Luo Fu's unfathomable depth—without even using replication, he likely remained invincible beneath the Sages.

Had Xingtian never heard of anyone in the Three Realms achieving Hunyuan, he would have outright assumed Luo Fu had already attained Hunyuan.

Given Luo Fu's mystery and power, anything happening to him was unsurprising.

"When I say 'death path,' I'm not joking—the replicated self is real, and as a replica, its deepest craving is to become a true living being."

Ignoring Xingtian's shock, Luo Fu continued speaking, his tone now slightly chilling:

"The only way a replica can become a true living being is by killing its original and replacing it. Thus, when these replicas fight, they show zero mercy—and since they are replicas, they have no concept of death, nor any fear of it."

"This is what I meant by 'replacing Sun Wukong.'"

These cold words echoed in Xingtian's ears, causing his pupils to contract sharply.

He had thought Luo Fu was merely joking—that he had no real intention of replacing Sun Wukong.

Because in his view, Luo Fu was not a cruel person.

He had never imagined Luo Fu was serious.

Luo Fu's voice was not quiet, so Sun Wukong on the arena heard every word.

Upon hearing that the replica sought to replace the original, Sun Wukong instinctively tightened his grip on the Ruyi Jingu Bang, his gaze sharply wary toward the replica on the opposite side.

Only now, standing on the arena, did Sun Wukong truly realize that Luo Fu's words were not lies.

For Sun Wukong could clearly sense the replica's intense malice and possessive desire.

"Luo Fu my lord is right—he promised me, when he created me, that if I could defeat my original, I could replace him. This is the rule of the Blood War Heavenly Path—even Luo Fu cannot change it."