Heaven and Earth Overturned

If it were the original version of the Nine Purgatory Hell Art, fused with the Thousand Illusion Body Art, and a thousand One-Armed Underworld Kings kowtowed to you three times—what kind of person could withstand that?

Thinking of it that way, Chen Fei suddenly felt an urge to take a look at the complete Nine Purgatory Hell Art.

However, to obtain a sect's Sect-Protecting Technique, one either had to join it or storm the mountain and break through its gates. At present, Chen Fei could achieve neither of those conditions.

Gathering his thoughts, Chen Fei continued circulating the Thousand Illusion Severing Mystery Sword. Very soon, a second Xuanyuan Sword illusion body appeared, and it also successfully drew in the Xuanyuan Sword's True Spirit.

The third, the fourth, the fifth—in only a short while, twenty Xuanyuan Sword illusion bodies already stood before Chen Fei, and every single one had drawn a True Spirit to reside within.

Only after reaching this step did Chen Fei stop, no longer continuing to condense more illusion bodies.

It was not that Chen Fei could not condense new illusion bodies. The Thousand Illusion Severing Mystery Sword was now at the Perfection Realm; not to mention a thousand illusion bodies, even a hundred would pose no problem at all.

The reason Chen Fei stopped at this moment was that his mind and divine soul were somewhat unable to bear it.

In truth, after condensing the tenth Xuanyuan Sword illusion body and having the True Spirit take residence within it, Chen Fei had already sensed something strange in his mind.

It was like a child dancing with a broadsword—the contradiction of being insufficient in oneself, yet somehow holding an immensely powerful force in one's hands.

By the time there were twenty Xuanyuan Sword illusion bodies, this feeling had