“If you are capable, you will be able to turn me into anything you want, but you aren't. It will be useless even if you summon the soul remnants. As a cultivator, you chose to take the easy way out and practiced Demonic Cultivation. You are worse than a piece of trash!” Jared mocked Windshadow.
Windshadow was so furious that his body was shaking. He said through gritted teeth, “I'm going to make your life a living hell!”
Following a roar from Windshadow, the six soul remnants started attacking Jared at that very instant.
All the onlookers could see were several figures charging at Jared in the arena, launching continuous attacks. Wave after wave of terrifying auras erupted in the arena.
Everyone gasped as they watched the shocking scene unfold before them. Although the soul remnants had lost their physical forms and become less powerful, it was still difficult for Jared, a Third Level Spirit Replicator, to fight all six of them at once.
Windshadow stood aside and watched calmly. A grin spread across his face as he watched the waves of aura striking Jared's body continuously.
“Nine Shadows Godly Strike!” Jared yelled all of a sudden, and the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand emitted brilliant golden rays.
Shortly afterward, Jared's figure began to flicker and sway. Each time he did that, a shadow clone appeared.
In the end, six shadow clones stood quietly in the arena.
All six of them resembled Jared and were each holding a Dragonslayer Sword while wearing indifferent expressions.
Windshadow snorted coldly when he saw that. “What's so scary about an illusion spell? So what if you can create more shadow clones? This doesn't change anything.”
Windshadow knew that those shadow clones were merely the result of an illusion spell and were completely harmless.
Jared did that to cause confusion to buy himself time.
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