Chapter 569 - 347: Mid-stage Saint Realm, Tier 3 Star Lord

Chapter 569: Chapter 347: Mid-stage Saint Realm, Tier 3 Star Lord

These doppelgangers were not illusory afterimages; each one was incredibly corporeal.

They radiated a sharp, heart-pounding aura, identical to that of the original body.

Hundreds of Ling Xuzis bloomed like a death lotus in an instant, turning the tables and surrounding their would-be ambushers.

Immediately after, the enemies trapped in the encirclement, regardless of their distance or power,

were sliced as if by invisible blades the very instant the hundreds of white-clad figures appeared.

Lethal blossoms of blood bloomed out of thin air—on their foreheads, their throats, or over their hearts.

Without so much as a single decent scream, they fell silently in droves.

And from start to finish, the original Ling Xuzi at the center of the scene never once touched the hilt of the sword on his back.

The second scene switched to the second stage of the preliminary round of the Cosmic Peak Genius Tournament.

Ling Xuzi was there, standing on one of the massive arenas.

The moment the countdown hit zero, a thousand geniuses at the Saint Realm and above from the major empires erupted simultaneously, their energy blasts and battle cries shaking the heavens.

However, Ling Xuzi’s response was identical to the one in the first scene, yet even more shocking.

Again, he took that same seemingly simple and casual step forward.

HUMMM—!

The very space of the arena seemed to undergo a bizarre folding and replication.

Nearly a thousand figures of Ling Xuzi appeared without warning, densely packing every corner of the arena.

Each doppelganger radiated a cold killing intent, precisely locking onto one or more targets.

What followed was even more suffocating.

The brilliant flashes of energy and deafening roars that had erupted across the arena

were swiftly annihilated as the nearly thousand white-clad figures flickered and weaved through them, like bubbles being popped by a tossed stone.

One contestant after another dissipated into motes of starlight.

A slaughter! This was a one-sided slaughter, utterly devoid of suspense and executed with the utmost efficiency!

After only a few seconds, the clamorous arena fell deathly silent.

On the battlefield that had once held a thousand people, only ten figures now remained, including the original Ling Xuzi.

The other nine hundred and ninety people had all been eliminated!

As for Ling Xuzi, he still wore the same spotless white robes, with not even a corner of his clothing in disarray.

"Space Law." Li Wen’s gaze grew incredibly grave as he stared at the densely packed doppelgangers on the screen.

"And he’s comprehended it to a very deep level."

Each Law manifests differently depending on one’s level of comprehension.

For example, with the Space Law, when a practitioner can leave a single doppelganger in space, it means they have reached the Early-stage Saint Realm.

Being able to create three doppelgangers means one is in the Mid-stage Saint Realm.

And the ability to create nine signifies entry into the Late-stage Saint Realm.

But for someone like Ling Xuzi in the video to take a single step and instantly create nearly a thousand incredibly corporeal doppelgangers, each with independent combat capability...

’At the very least, his mastery of the Space Law has already reached the level of a Tier Three Star Lord.’ A storm of shock raged in Li Wen’s heart.

Because only a Tier Three Star Lord, with their profound understanding and control over the very origin of space,

could so effortlessly command such a vast number of spatial doppelgangers to carry out such a precise and efficient slaughter.

’And even then... this probably isn’t his limit. He might still be hiding his true strength.’

After watching the entire video, Li Wen let out a long exhale.

That stark reminder—that there was always someone stronger, a heaven beyond the heavens—was more intense than ever.

However, the expected sense of pressure and discouragement never came.

On the contrary, an even more fervent battle lust surged through his chest.

Instead, the corners of Li Wen’s mouth curled into a grin of pure excitement, and the gold and silver light in his eyes shone like stars.

’As always, he, Li Wen, was never afraid of an opponent being too strong—only that they wouldn’t be strong enough.’

’Without a worthy rival, how lonely and boring would this long path of cultivation be?’

’An opponent like this was the only kind worth fighting with all his might.’

Suppressing the surging battle lust in his heart, Li Wen clicked on the second video with an even more focused mindset.