"What race does this powerhouse belong to?" The same question arose in the minds of Venerable Azure Hawk and the Nine-Eyed Salamander Emperor. He didn't seem to have the aura of a human, nor did he have anything to do with the ghost race. He seemed like a demon, but not quite a devil. Even with their extensive knowledge and experience, the two couldn't discern Lu Xiaotian's true nature.
"This isn't his true body, only a clone." A strange light flashed across the Nine-Eyed Salamander Emperor's face. His mouth and nose vanished, replaced by nine floating, eerily green eyes, each emitting a beam of green light.
Their gazes crisscrossed over the Three-Headed Six-Armed Sacred Rock Dharma Form, and they had a rough idea of what they were facing. It would have been better not to know the other party's true nature. Once the Nine-Eyed Salamander Emperor realized that the Dharma Form before him was merely a clone, his fear only deepened.
"Who cares whether he's a clone or not? We'll kill him first!" Venerable Azure Hawk shrieked.
"He's putting on such a show because he's probably trapped while trying to seize the treasures and can only use a clone for now. No matter how powerful it is, it's still just a clone. Our armies together could even make a Heaven Immortal-level powerhouse regret coming here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Azure Hawk whipped his staff. Layer upon layer of staff shadows descended, completely engulfing the Sacred Boulder Dharma Manifestation before him.
The staff shadows broke through the yellow waves of light and struck the Sacred Boulder Dharma Manifestation with a dull thud. The attacks could have split mountains and severed seas, yet they merely made the other party's body sway slightly, without causing the slightest harm.
By contrast,