Jiang Qiao's replicant stepped out of the shadows, looking exactly like the real Jiang Qiao.
Height, appearance, skin tone... Aside from its more somber air, even the vigorous vitality of a young man was almost identical. The only difference was probably the supernatural power it wielded.
The X-Class talent on Jiang Qiao could not be replicated.
This replicant only possessed SSR abilities.
But aside from Jiang Qiao, no one else knew that or could tell. In their eyes, this replicant was exactly the same as Jiang Qiao—not even its Supernatural Fluctuations or strength differed in the slightest!
At that moment.
"Fake Jiang Qiao" was wreathed in black lightning, while a massive Ball Lightning enveloped him.
It looked terrifying and fierce.
Savage and sinister.
"Me?"
Jiang Qiao punched "Fake Yang Ling" in the chest, smashing its restored body to pieces again.
With punch after punch,
even "Fake Yang Ling" in its "Divine Descent" state could no longer hold on. The evil spirit within it was dissipating, and its borrowed power was fading. In a few more blows, Jiang Qiao would beat it to death.
It wanted to escape.
But it could not.
It wanted to resist, but it had no strength.
"Fake Yang Ling" had perfectly replicated Yang Ling, and its own strength had already reached the sixth step of the Divinity Staircase. After "Divine Descent," it had barely reached the Ninth Step of Divinity Staircase.
In theory,
there was no one below the Half-God realm that he needed to fear. He could fight anyone.
Unfortunately, he had run into Jiang Qiao.
Jiang Qiao was a BUG-level existence, and could not be measured by ordinary standards at all. Ever since his debut, he had fought above his level for a long time. Now, he could even cross a natural chasm and