"This is a fake! He actually dared to attack us. He must be trying to silence us!"
"Exactly! That counterfeit has already been knocked down. I'm the real Main Body!"
"We all are!"
"You're all fakes. I'm the Main Body, the real Main Body. There's only one, and it's me!"
"I'm the real incarnation!"
"I'm the real incarnation!"
"You're all fakes! There's only one real one, and it's me!"
"No, it's me!!"
"None of you! I'm the real one! It's only me!!"
The Fu Xuanxus and Pei Lings shouted with hatred in their eyes and faces twisted. Their expressions were crazed, but they didn't continue fighting.
Swish, swish, swish...
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
After a fierce flurry of action, the battle on Pei Ling's side also came to an end.
"This fake finally can't move!"
"Fake is fake! I'm the real Pei Ling!"
"I'm Pei Ling. You're all fakes!"
"We're all Pei Ling. You're the fake!"
"No, there's only one Pei Ling, and it's me!!"
"You're all wrong! You're all imposters. I'm Pei Ling!"
All the Fu Xuanxus and Pei Lings began arguing. On the offering table, the Oil Lamp had started to dim, its flame gradually dying out.
Fu Xuanxu kept coughing, his breath rapidly weakening as blood trickled from his seven orifices.
Ever since Che Province, Pei Ling had displayed the full might of the Myriad Tribulation Deity Transformation, carving a bloody path through the Mad Demon foreign race's encirclement with a blade in hand. Then he'd slain Su Lijing's incarnation to break their predicament, bringing them all to the Ten Thousand Viper Sea through teleportation...
Later, when they faced the danger of the human-skin lantern, it was this Holy Son of the demonic sect who'd stepped in just in time and saved him from certain death.