Do You Believe That Yourself?

Chen Fei's clone stepped out of his body, flickered once, and vanished from where it stood, charging straight toward Tong Wenxuan's position.

"Relying on a single clone, you think you can stop someone?"

Seeing the clone split from Chen Fei's body, Tao Shiye burst into loud laughter. Clones were something many cultivation techniques could produce; they were hardly rare.

Among Tianyang Mansion's many inheritances, there were also two techniques capable of cultivating clones, but very few people truly took them as their primary cultivation methods.

Clones could sometimes be very useful. For example, when encountering an uncertain place, one could send a clone in first and discover dangers ahead of time.

But clones had an undeniable flaw: their strength was extremely weak, and in a direct battle, they could scarcely provide much help.

Most people in Tianyang Mansion who chose such clone techniques knew their talent was limited and had settled for the next best thing.

"Must stopping someone always rely on killing?"

As Chen Fei's words fell, his entire body suddenly emitted extreme heat. A mass of crimson flames bloomed from his body.

It was somewhat similar to the scene of Sheng Renyuan burning his blood essence earlier, but what Chen Fei displayed now was even more extreme. That blood-red color seemed to have truly turned into flames; in an instant, even Chen Fei's hair became crimson.

Blood Burning!

Using blood as fuel, burning it completely to gain an increase in power.

The Blood Burning Art was hardly some rare move. It could be said that many cultivation techniques contained such a desperate technique. This was especially true in the Body Refining Realm, where there were no Acupoints to shatter, leaving only the path of burning blood essence.

The final power of a Blood Burning Art depended on how