Whoever Is Stronger Is the True Body!

It was common knowledge that normal cultivators would never refine a large number of clones, much less allow their clone origins to interconnect so they could fuse and ascend into higher-level clones!

Because doing so would greatly disperse their origin, which was detrimental to cultivation.

A normal cultivator would refine at most three clones. Any more would scatter their Nascent Soul power, weakening their control over the clones. In the end, it might lead to the heaven-defying situation of "whoever is stronger becomes the true body."

Therefore, Chen Yi was not a normal cultivator. To resist the Tribulation Transcendence, and to prevent the world from collapsing because it could not bear his power, he had refined a full forty-nine clones to share the burden of his strength!

As for why the situation of "whoever is stronger becomes the true body" had not emerged, it was mainly because the True Body stood aloof from all else, while the forty-nine clones were all on the same level, making them easier to control.

But now...

"True Body, let me handle this mission. I'm stronger, and I'm not afraid of getting struck by lightning anymore!"

"True Body? I'm the True Body!"

"Whoever is stronger is the True Body!"

"The three of us probably can't beat that freak of a True Body. I suggest we fuse and ascend into Two-star clones, then have another go at the True Body!"

"Hey, that's a good idea!"

"I'm good with anything!"

"..."

Clearly, three one-star Immortal Body clones had surged far beyond the baseline. They had actually developed thoughts different from the True Body's and begun to turn the natural order upside down!

Chen Yi's lips twitched. He wanted to laugh, yet he could not.

He wanted to laugh because the thoughts of those three clones were all different manifestations of the True Body's will.

Yet he could not laugh because the clones' personalities were far too pronounced. There was a very real chance that they might act against the True Body's will.

It was like coming upon a fork in the road. One path was marked life, the other death. Two little people would appear in your mind: one urging you to play it safe and take the path of life, while the other would tempt you to try the path of death.

At such a time, the cautious True Body would choose the path of life. But a clone that treated its life as cheap as dirt and just charged ahead... would it really obey the True Body's choice?

It would definitely first see whether that path of death could truly kill it!

Thus, people were contradictory beings, with different thoughts arising at every moment.

Once the main will could no longer suppress these conflicting opinions, who knew what wild stunt those three clones might pull.

"Stay put, all of you!"

Chen Yi's True Body's gaze turned icy, instantly wiping away every wild and fanciful thought in his mind.

Only then did the three one-star Immortal Body clones settle down, no longer clamoring to compete with the True Body.

But this was only temporary peace. As time passed, those three one-star Immortal Body clones that had surpassed the baseline would still represent different thoughts and argue with the True Body!

There was only one way to resolve this heaven-defying situation.

That was to pull all the other ordinary one-star clones up to the same level!

So, he was desperately short on points right now!

Yet every one of those bastards in the group was busy harassing female members instead of doing anything useful, while the three clones beside him were still babbling on about how he should do things. How could he not be irritated?!

Meanwhile, Fang Zheng, having received the mission, immediately began pulling a wild stunt.

The conditions for triggering a group assistance mission were simple: one's life had to be under threat!

Previously, the Star Suppressing Seal had protected him. So no matter how recklessly he charged right into their faces with his ultimate move, as long as they could not break through the Star Suppressing Seal's domain, he was safe.

But now...

Fang Zheng voluntarily shut down three of the Star Suppressing Seal's restrictions. With an arrogant look over his shoulder, he calmly called out:

"My Son!"

Fang Fan, on the ground, froze and asked in confusion, "What?"

Fang Zheng drew a deep breath. "Watch this move carefully."

Fang Fan frowned. "Why?"

"Because... it'll be very cool!"

"..."

Before Fang Fan could show his look of disdain, Fang Zheng crooked his lips.

Then he stopped concealing himself and revealed his presence!

The Star Suppressing gravitational domain, which had originally been able to suppress the enemy, suddenly weakened. The terrifying power of twenty-four Supreme Beings descended in an instant!

Yet Fang Zheng showed no fear. Instead, he arrogantly raised his middle finger, his expression full of contempt, as though those facing him were not the strongest beings in the Tianshu Star Domain, but merely a pack of chickens and dogs!

The twenty-four Supreme Beings hidden from sight darkened their gazes. From this man's incomparably arrogant demeanor, they had already guessed that he intended to summon that flawless Emperor-level Outer Realm Demonic God. Therefore, they did not press forward. Instead, they cautiously maintained the domain where they stood, ready at any moment to face the terrifying existence about to arrive!

"Pfft—"

Fang Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood. Because he had not controlled the force properly, the Star Suppressing Seal, with only forty-two restrictions released, had failed to fully protect him. The instant the terrifying domain power shook him, he suffered a slightly fatal minor injury!

"Dad!!!"

Fang Fan's eyes nearly split apart. Seeing his father's aura grow incomparably weak, fury blazed within him. He wished he could attain the Dao and become an Emperor on the spot, then slaughter every Supreme Being outside.

"I'm fine. Just watch your dad!"

Fang Zheng forced himself to give his son a reassuring look. Then he directly burned his life force to return to his peak, gazing into the distance with eyes blazing like fire.

Ding! It has been detected that you are facing a mortal threat and cannot resolve it with your own strength.

An assistance mission has been generated: Group member 'I Really Don't Want to Sacrifice to Heaven' has drawn the encirclement and coercion of the local strongest beings due to being too deeply entangled with an Outer Realm Demonic God. He is now in grave danger and cannot break this deadlock with his own strength. Members capable of doing so, please lend assistance.

Mission Combat Power requirement: 300 million or above.

Mission reward: 500 million points, 30 million group experience.

Synchronizing to this group. All members, please choose whether to accept the mission within thirty seconds. Once the time limit expires, it will be uploaded directly to the public region.

I Really Don't Want to Sacrifice to Heaven: Great Group Leader, hurry over! I can barely hold on!

The Immortal Ascension Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: I'm coming. The turmoil you have stirred shall be quelled by me!

The group leader has accepted the mission. Spatial teleportation is about to begin.

Although the muted group members could not chatter in the group, that did not stop them from excitedly bowing in worship to Great Group Leader in reality.

They did not dare dream of the 500 million points, but those 30 million points of group experience were solid, tangible benefits!

Not to mention that higher group levels would grant more guaranteed sign-in points; considering only the maximum daily red packet limit, would a group leader with such grand generosity shortchange them?

Of course not!

With someone who could carry them straight to the heavens in the group, they only needed to lie back and get carried!

Being able to join this group truly was a blessing they could not have cultivated even in eight lifetimes!

The only one who did not quite understand the group leader's greatness was perhaps Liu Ruyan, who had only just joined the group.

That woman was still drawing circles in resentment and cursing someone because she had been muted.

Who knew whether, when she finally tasted how good it was later... she would get so excited that she could not even close her legs?