With the addition of his second Avatar, Jiang Ping An once again cut down his opponents in an unbroken streak of instant kills.
"This old man is taking this disciple for sure! Whoever dares compete with me, don't blame me for forgetting old ties!"
A Profound Immortal Realm expert looked at Jiang Ping An as though he were an unparalleled treasure, his eyes even turning a little red.
"Get lost. Who has old ties with you? You think you're worthy of taking a disciple? This disciple is fated to be with This Venerable One. There's even a 'Ping' in his name—he should be my disciple."
"Bullshit. By that logic, both our names have three characters, so the two of us are the ones with fate."
A group of experts began arguing over Jiang Ping An, looking as if they were about to come to blows.
A Golden Immortal Realm expert slowly spoke up. "Enough. There's no point in arguing like this; it damages the image of the strong. Once this battle is over, let him choose for himself."
The others shut their mouths and began plotting how to make Jiang Ping An choose them as his master.
The Golden Immortal who had stopped the argument chuckled to himself. Heh heh, I'll directly give Jiang Ping An a Small World Domain. What do you have to compete with me?
Everyone's attention returned to the battlefield.
Jiang Ping An's three Avatars held Bone Blades and attacked from three directions, giving those experts no chance to make a move. The moment they appeared, they were instantly killed.
This was somewhat akin to taking a shortcut, but no one stopped him.
Because these experts could all see that Jiang Ping An himself was already extremely strong. Even if the projections had a chance to