Replication!

Everything finally seemed to align. Why Luo Yuan hid in space and never struck, why he ultimately defied the odds with a human body to slaughter the gods! If he used the wristband communicator as his foundation and copied every ability for his own use, Luo Yuan could easily replicate everyone's abilities, even those of the gods! Wu Hui created Shadow. He laid the groundwork step by step, leaving an impression in the hearts of those people, which made Shadow exceptionally powerful. And Luo Yuan? He didn't even need any groundwork; he only needed to create an identical Flowing Light, and people would automatically project everything Wu Hui had laid the groundwork for onto it. Ah, this is Flowing Light. Ah, this guy is about the same as Shadow. Therefore. They lost that battle. The swordsmanship unleashed by Qin Hai and Wu Hui was the same—Luo Yuan reaped the rewards without sowing, using the exact same moves. Only. This so-called same move was not replication! The foundation of Luo Yuan's replication was abilities—the abilities of all of them! This meant... Chen Feng suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. "Go." He retreated instantly with the others. Clack! Clack! Streams of Flowing Light suddenly exploded in the air. A huge cube appeared out of nowhere, trapping Chen Feng and the others inside. "Found you..." Luo Yuan chuckled. "Did you really think I'd be naive enough to play along with you using the same tricks? You're wrong. I was just buying time to find your location..." Luck Aura was ineffective against Chen Feng, so he could only rely on himself to find him. Fortunately. He found them. Swish! Swish! Faint radiance condensed. Luo Yuan's surging divine power and special ability completely sealed off Chen Feng and the others. "That is..." "Chen Feng?!" "He's