Song Zhong activated the Human Formation within his body. Bolts of lightning filled this stretch of the world, blasting toward one alien cultivator after another.
Even though the lightning's power had been dispersed, the lightning he now possessed was not something ordinary cultivators could withstand.
Under the bombardment of lightning, the alien cultivators were either grievously wounded or blasted into dust.
Song Zhong, meanwhile, wielded his long blade and charged directly into the crowd of cultivators.
These alien cultivators simply could not keep up with his speed. Every time his blade fell, a cultivator was bound to collapse.
He was so fast that, within mere breaths, this space was already thick with the stench of blood.
The alien races were terrified out of their wits by the slaughter and retreated one after another.
Yet at the same time, more and more alien cultivators flew over, throwing the entire scene into utter chaos.
"Why are you retreating!"
"Attack! Kill that cultivator first!"
"With so many of us, can we really do nothing against a single cultivator?"
"Cast spells together! Don't give him a chance to get close—blast him to death!"
These Dao Seeking Realm alien cultivators also wanted to join forces, but they had only just unleashed their spells when Song Zhong suddenly appeared at their sides. Another slash fell, instantly killing two Dao Seeking Realm alien cultivators.
He could freely travel through lightning and move through space at will.
These cultivators were merely in the Dao Seeking Realm. It was not so easy for them to restrain him.
And it was not only him. Even his other nine clones could not be restrained by the other cultivators.
These clones possessed his insights into the Great Dao, as well as his cultivation techniques and spells!
The only difference was that these