Swish, swish, swish!
From countless mirrors, three people either crawled, walked, or simply jumped out. They looked and were shaped exactly like Ding Ling, Yang Ling, and Nezha!
Without exception, they all raised their heads and glared at the three of them. As Ding Ling, Yang Ling, and Nezha flew through the skies of the worlds where they were located, every one of them revealed a ferocious expression and kicked off the ground with both feet. Boom! Like cannonballs fired from their barrels, they charged toward the trio at astonishing speed.
Boom, boom, boom!
Like lightning tearing through the sky, thunderous roars erupted. In the blink of an eye, the two sides were about to collide. Just as Yang Ling's heart rose to her throat, Ding Ling slightly furrowed his brow and casually swung his Surgical Knife. Clang!
The blade light exploded, carving a deep rift through the void!
The rift was like a Heavenly Chasm, blocking the densely packed mirror replicas!
The replicas could only stand across the rift, waving their claws at Ding Ling and the others and roaring impotently in rage!
Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
Nezha, however, secretly clicked his tongue in amazement because he had sensed how terrifying the mirror replicas' combat power was! Every mirror replica varied in strength, but even the weakest seemed capable of crushing ordinary immortals and demons.
Moreover, most of their combat power came solely from their bodies!
What divine abilities and secret techniques did the replicas possess?
Nezha did not know. But the strength of their legs, speed, claw power, and eyesight displayed on the surface alone were enough to horrify ordinary people. These replicas were no simple matter.
But no matter how extraordinary they were,
they were still blocked on the other side by a deep