"I didn't expect that."
"Even a Replicant could be this terrifying. In the end, it almost succeeded."
Yang Ling took a deep breath.
Looking at Fake Jiang Qiao's corpse on the ground, he said in shock:
"I still underestimated it."
"You could also say you underestimated me."
"Actually, I didn't underestimate you. I had already overestimated you by a lot, but I didn't expect that I had still underestimated you."
He glanced at Jiang Qiao.
He still felt shaken.
If Jiang Qiao hadn't intervened, he would already have been gravely injured by Fake Jiang Qiao.
"You're just unfamiliar with it."
"That's normal."
Jiang Qiao smiled.
"Besides, it couldn't kill you. You have a Taboo Weapon on you. It will activate automatically at a critical moment, so you're practically invulnerable."
Just now.
Yang Ling had transformed into the perfect form of the Heavenly Talisman.
Using it, he had deployed two special techniques called "Grafting" and "Cage."
The so-called Grafting.
Yang Ling first created a Supernatural Space as a "medium," then grafted the Supernatural Space together with some supernatural location, allowing the Supernatural Space to possess the abilities of that supernatural location.
This Grafting did not mean joining them together, but was a high-level method of "borrowing power."
By tampering with the underlying foundation of the Supernatural Space, he conceptually and abstractly combined two things that originally could not interact or be connected, allowing the Supernatural Space to temporarily possess the other party's effects.
The "Cage" was easier to understand.
Its meaning was exactly what it said.
It created an area of space to imprison the target.
But unlike the seals usually seen, the "Cage" Yang Ling created possessed a strange "maze" effect.
Specks of ghostly fire.
They were actually formed from the rules of talismans.
They had neither a Talisman Head