Chapter 963

"My god! These... these are all Battle God Ye's clones!"

"Clones at the peak of Eternal Transcendence??"

"Eight... a full eight! Plus the main body, a total of nine Eternal Transcendence peaks?"

"Battle God Ye... this is heaven-defying! Truly heaven-defying!"

It didn't know how much time had passed before someone spoke with a trembling voice, breaking the deathly silence.

At this moment, whether it was Ye Zhetian, Ye Zhengrong, Chaos Dragon Lord, Xiaosa Ge, and a group of transcendents, or other living beings of all heavens and myriad realms, or the Heavenly Sword Master, everyone was shocked to the point of being unable to speak!

They stared blankly at this scene, as if petrified, their brains forgetting to think!

Eternal Transcendence—this was the epoch's strongest!

Throughout history, it was already a great fortune for an epoch to produce one.

But Ye Wuque was good; he alone brought eight clones at the peak of Eternal Transcendence?

Plus himself, that made nine!

What kind of concept was this?

It was equivalent to Ye Wuque alone supporting half the sky of all heavens and myriad realms!

The Heavenly Sword Master opened his mouth, finally turning into a long sigh.

He finally understood that Ye Wuque's "I have everything under control" was not underestimating the enemy at all.

He truly had this kind of strength!

He had just been worried that he would be outnumbered, but now it seemed that he hadn't put the eleven Eternal Transcendents in his eyes at all.

His trump cards were far more than he had imagined.

"The waves of the Yangtze River push the waves ahead..."

The Heavenly Sword Master muttered to himself, his eyes filled with emotion and gratification.

Having such a person was the fortune of all heavens and myriad races.

The eleven ominous Eternal Transcendents also had their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight!

Their faces were filled with horror, astonishment, incredulity, and a trace of... fear.

"Mon... ster... monster! This is a monster!"

The Eternal Night King's voice was dry, struggling to spit out a few words.

The Lord of Ominous took a deep breath, looked at the Golden Heavenly Emperor clone, and finally reacted.

He pointed at the Shangqing clone, his voice trembling slightly:

"So, the young human living being who fought against us in the Wild Immortal Epoch was your clone!"

"A clone destroyed the great plan of our Wild Immortal Epoch..."

"You..."

"A clone is comparable to the epoch's strongest!"

"And you have a full eight such clones!"

"Plus an even more terrifying main body..."

"Who... exactly are you?!"

The Lord of Ominous couldn't speak anymore.

He only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his crown.

He had previously thought Ye Wuque was just a junior with some talent, not worth worrying about.

But now he realized that he wasn't a junior at all.

This was simply an old monster comparable to someone who had lived for who knows how many epochs!

The Eternal Night King, Silent Extinction Emperor, Dark One Xie, and others were the same!

A trace of undisguised... terror appeared in their eyes!

They, the eleven Eternal Transcendents, had originally thought they had victory in their grasp.

But now, the opponent had suddenly pulled out eight clones of the same level, plus the main body, totaling nine Eternal Transcendence peaks.

Although they still had the advantage in numbers, who knew if Ye Wuque had other trump cards?

This young man was too mysterious, too terrifying.

Completely beyond their cognition.

Ye Wuque glanced at them indifferently and said:

"I am... Gu."

"You can also call me Ye Wuque."

This was considered an answer to the Lord of Ominous's question.

The wind blew and the leaves fell; that former young Battle God, after experiencing life and death Nirvana, had a brand new Dao title.

Gu.

Carrying the ages, carrying the Dao fruits of all heavens.

Then Ye Wuque stopped looking at them and gave a light shout:

"Return to One!"

As the words fell, the eight terrifying clones behind him instantly turned into eight streams of light, rapidly gathering towards Ye Wuque's main body.

Golden, blood-colored, chaotic, battle intent, space-time, creation, darkness, undying...

Eight different powers, eight different Dao rules, all merged into Ye Wuque's body.

"Boom—!!!"

Ye Wuque's aura climbed again!

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it surged frantically!

The nine Heavenly Daos were completely perfected, the four Sacred Methods perfectly merged, the three clones returned to one, and the Undying Golden Body advanced another step.

Around his body, nine halos of different colors emerged, rotating slowly, each representing an ultimate Heavenly Dao.

Behind him, terrifying imagery of opening the heavens and splitting the earth, reincarnation, and the rise and fall of ten thousand races faintly emerged.

His aura was so strong that it completely reached a terrifying degree beyond imagination!

It made all living beings unable to help but suffocate!

Even the eleven Eternal Transcendents felt a strong threat.

Dark One Xie's expression was grave to the extreme.

He could feel that the current Ye Wuque was even stronger than before.

Strong enough to make him feel palpitations.

After returning to one, Ye Wuque slowly opened his eyes.

Nine-colored divine light flashed in his pupils, then returned to calm.

He finally looked at the eleven Eternal Transcendents, a faint smile curling on his lips:

"You have more people, right?"

"Coincidentally, I also have quite a few clones."

"Quite fair."

The plain words carried unparalleled dominance and confidence.

The eleven Eternal Transcendents' faces turned pale and then green, extremely ugly.

Fair? Fair my foot!

Who could have imagined that one person could bring eight Eternal Transcendence clones?

This was simply cheating!

Dark One Xie took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and anger in his heart.

He stared fixedly at Ye Wuque and said in a deep voice:

"Ye Wuque, you have indeed exceeded my expectations."

"But do you really think you can win like this?"

"We eleven Eternal Transcendents, how can your mere eight clones compare?"

"Today, I will let you know that there is also a gap between Eternal Transcendents!"

Ye Wuque heard this and didn't commit.

He couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense anymore.

He took a step forward.

"Boom—!!!"

His whole person turned into a nine-colored stream of light, taking the initiative to kill the eleven Eternal Transcendents!

Since he had to fight, then he would fight to his heart's content!

He wanted to see how much weight these ominous titans, who claimed to be the epoch's strongest, really had.

Black robes fluttered, long hair flew.

Nine-colored divine light protected his body, nine Heavenly Daos accompanied him.

This charge was like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep, like a Battle God descending to the dust.

An ultimate battle that would decide the fate of all heavens and myriad realms had thus begun!