The Wound to Shi Heng

After reaching the Spirit Division Stage, cultivators could cultivate clones. When Xuan Ci had fought Ling Tian, he had split off two clones. If even Xuan Ci, who was at the Great Perfection Spirit Division Stage, could create two clones, how could Bee Ancestor, who was at the Great Perfection Tribulation Crossing Stage, have cultivated only one? Remembering what Xuan Ming had said about Bee Ancestor's trump card being able to deal with nearly ten Tribulation Crossing Stage experts, Ling Tian became even more certain that Bee Ancestor had more than one clone.

Having figured this out, Ling Tian finally let his tense heart relax a little. Then he focused on the battle between Bee Ancestor's clone and Shi Heng.

Bee Ancestor knew the Golden Lion Clan very well. He deftly evaded Shi Heng's Lion's Roar Skill, then moved to Shi Heng's flank. The black-as-ink spike in his hand spewed forth Refined Gold Qi, and an intensely condensed killing aura spread out, locking onto Shi Heng.

A master's instincts sensed the danger. At this critical moment, Shi Heng unleashed Lion's Fierce Fight, hoping to use the surging energy to slow Bee Ancestor's attack. Taking advantage of that brief respite, he immediately activated his Immortal Artifact. The phantom of a golden bronze bell appeared and enveloped him in its protection.

Bong!

The deep toll of a great bell shook heaven and earth, its reverberations rippling far into the distance. Cultivators across the planet heard the sound and felt their souls tremble. In alarm, they looked toward where the sound had come from, silently wondering what had happened.

The sound waves shook the eardrums of Ling Tian, Xuan Ming, and the others closest to the battlefield. They hurriedly circulated their cultivation techniques, barely managing to withstand the force. As for the others,