Clone

As the enormous corporeal azure dragon descended from above, its might and pressure made the ghostly cook's fat-covered body tremble uncontrollably.

"Trying to kill me? Haha..."

The cook, fat-headed, big-eared, and enormously obese, actually shrank toward the center of his body at the very last moment, condensing into the form of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child less than one-fifth of his original size.

The cook had only one purpose in doing this: to compress his body to the extreme and attempt to break Jia Xin's attack with a single point.

"Clever little trick. Heh heh."

Jia Xin had originally been suspended in midair, descending alongside the azure dragon. At extreme speed, he slapped two talismans onto the soles of his feet. Instantly, the talismans generated a tremendous pull, shifting Jia Xin's attack from the air to the ground.

He swiftly switched the sword from his right hand to his left, while a green gleam lit up at the tips of two fingers on his right hand and slid upward from the base of the blade.

In an instant, the corporeal azure dragon, whose might shook heaven and earth, transformed into an incorporeal form and entered the sword. Its overwhelming power completely became razor-sharp force, capable of cutting through every hard object in the world.

Jia Xin took a step forward and arrived directly one meter before his opponent. The Azure Dragon Sword hung in the air, and despair had already appeared in the cook's eyes.

"Slash!"

A streak of azure light cut down from the top of the opponent's head without obstruction. The hands raised above his head offered no resistance whatsoever. Had Jia Xin not withdrawn his attack at the final moment after cutting through the opponent's body, the sharp force would have cleaved apart this entire Inherent Space.