"That guy?"
In the shadows, most of the Esteemed Immortals had long since cast their gazes toward the battlefield outside the city, their brows faintly furrowed.
The battle between Jiumu Qing and Nether Cauldron Esteemed Immortal had been their focus all along.
At this moment, the Immortal Ark cultivators scattered across the distant regions and the hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers all widened their eyes. They watched as one black shadow after another crawled up from the Ember, joined the ranks, and concentrated their fire on the surrounding cultivators!
"What happened?"
"Something fell off us—"
"It's souls! The souls inside us are being torn apart! No, it gave birth to a miniature version of us!"
"Madness! Madness! It's treating us as earth veins! Embers are growing all over us!"
Splurt, splurt!
Countless soldiers collapsed on the decks of the Immortal Arks.
Many soldiers remembered certain vicious divine abilities that parasitized the body and caused mushrooms to sprout everywhere.
Here, however, the virus was parasitizing their bodies and growing one Ember after another.
Even more terrifyingly, something else happened.
The shadow crocodile Ember, now already at the Esteemed Immortal level, had given birth to soul shadow-crocodile bubble forms—and those forms had begun developing independent consciousness.
Even the Ember bubbles that fell from them stared blankly at their surroundings.
"Where am I?"
"I'm True Immortal Wencheng. Wasn't I on the battlefield?"
"Hey, True Immortal Hetang, how did you end up on the other side?"
The small Ember bubble soldiers that had fallen from the bodies of those on the opposite side turned their gazes toward the original bodies.
"They're fake! They're impostors! Kill them!"
As they spoke, those shadow-crocodile versions of themselves on the opposite side actually began drawing their bows and loosing arrows at their original bodies.
Splurt, splurt!
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