Jian Ao conjured a scarlet longsword in his hand and said, "The Kirin Scarlet Flame Sword, the number one divine sword in the Mystic Moon Realm. Kid, if you don't have a Divine Weapon, I can fight you with sword qi. That way, you won't be able to accuse me of bullying you."
Golden Peng burst out laughing. "Who are you looking down on? You think I don't have a Divine Weapon? If your strength is good enough, I'll naturally bring out my weapon." With that, he crooked a finger at Jian Ao.
Anger flashed across Jian Ao's face. He snorted and said, "Since that's the case, I'll let you witness my sect's supreme, peerless technique—the Heavenly Net Sword Technique!"
Jian Ao held his longsword horizontally before his chest, slightly closed his eyes, and began chanting an incantation. His form suddenly changed, transforming into ninety-nine clones. Each one was vivid and lifelike, indistinguishable from the real thing.
This move was one of the sword sect's original techniques: the Heavenly Net Sword.
Jian Ao's ninety-nine clones formed a circle, protecting him within. Then, every clone simultaneously swung the longsword in his hand, unleashing the moves of the Heavenly Net Sword. In an instant, countless sword shadows intertwined across the sky, filling the entire space with a dense sword net. It blocked everyone's view, making it impossible to discern what was real and what was illusory.
"Break!" Jian Ao opened his eyes and shouted. At once, his ninety-nine clones swung their treasured swords in unison and stabbed toward Golden Peng. In the blink of an eye, ninety-nine treasured swords shot out like meteors chasing the moon, emitting waves of sharp, ear-piercing whistles as they tore through the air.
Seeing this, Golden Peng hurriedly circulated the primordial energy within his body into his