The next day.
After the eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators discussed matters, they came again together.
Then they encountered another 1,024 Golden Core cultivators.
They glared and killed again.
After killing them, they attacked the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation.
It was futile.
On the third day, they came again, killed again, and attacked again.
After killing like this for a month, they were exhausted to the extreme.
At last, they gave the Golden Core clones an opportunity to self-destruct.
Of the eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators, three were injured.
They had all been wounded by Golden Core self-destructions.
Every one of them was furious and cursed loudly.
They had completely lost the bearing of lofty Nascent Soul masters.
"This is impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible! How could he have so many spirit stones?"
"Yeah, our combined attacks consumed at least tens of billions of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones on their side!"
"How is that possible? How can he have so many spirit stones?"
"Hmph." Someone sneered. "If you had 1,024 Golden Core cultivators mining for you twenty-four hours a day without rest, you would have that many spirit stones too."
Someone else shook his head. "That's not right either. Even with so many people mining, they would still need that many spirit stone mines."
"Why wouldn't they?"
"You simply don't know. Those Golden Core cultivators secretly mine our mines every day. Once they finish mining their own, they go everywhere to steal from our spirit mines. Whose mines haven't had more than half stolen by them?" someone explained carefully.
"Also, I heard that his Golden Finger can store things without limit."
"Furthermore, according to our analysis, every clone can store things in a spatial space."
"According to our research, they can access and deposit things remotely. In other words, they can disguise themselves as