Seeing the Demon Clone step forward to issue a challenge, Andrew snorted and turned to The Kung Fu Master. The Kung Fu Master stepped forward and said, "Demon Clone, I told you before—you're no longer qualified to challenge the main body. I'll play with you instead."
"Just you?"
The Demon Clone was somewhat enraged. If The Kung Fu Master had been at full strength, he would have been qualified to fight him. After all, they were both clones. The problem was that The Kung Fu Master, like Andrew, was badly wounded.
The Demon Clone was about to refuse when Chthon's voice sounded in his mind. "Kill The Kung Fu Master first. Also, remember to preserve his aura. I need a medium to cast a Curse."
Although Chthon's attainments in the Curse Path were inferior to Andrew's, he was unquestionably a leading figure in the world of curses. If he could obtain one of Andrew's clones, he would definitely be able to successfully curse Andrew.
"Fine."
The Demon Clone hesitated, but did not object. He flew into the sky, and The Kung Fu Master immediately followed. The vast, dark mass of the Zerg army hurriedly made way for the two of them.
The Demon Clone did not waste time. The instant he flew into the sky, he drew in Negative Energy and transformed it into a Small World that slammed toward The Kung Fu Master.
The Kung Fu Master smiled faintly and threw an utterly ordinary punch. The entire Small World shook violently, then exploded. Even more astonishingly, all of the powerful shockwaves surged toward the Demon Clone.
This was the stacking of two kinds of Qi: one was the Exploding Fist, and the other was the Impact Fist. As the Heavenly Emperor, The Kung Fu Master had gained countless Qi