609: A Hundred Clones? I'll Slay Them All!

A chorus of sighs and murmurs rose and fell among the crowd.

In their eyes, the battle was already over.

Against a hundred Holy Lords, Xiao Yang didn't stand the slightest chance.

All that awaited him was death!

Inside the arena.

A hundred Dong Sheng Yis surrounded Xiao Yang from every direction.

Their faces all wore the cruel smiles of cats toying with mice.

"Xiao Yang, do you see?"

"This is the insurmountable gap between us!"

"I am the chosen one, the future ruler of the Eastern Profound Region! And you're nothing but an insignificant stepping stone on my path to the Emperor's Road!"

"Now, get on your knees! Bow your head and beg forgiveness for defying my master's decree! Then cripple your own cultivation! Perhaps I'll be merciful enough to leave your corpse intact!"

A hundred voices rang out at once, merging into a vast sound wave that crashed beside Xiao Yang's ears like rolling thunder, seeking to shatter his will.

Yet faced with a sight that would have driven any Holy Lord to despair,

Xiao Yang showed not the slightest hint of fear.

He simply gazed at the identical faces surrounding him, each brimming with arrogance and smugness. Instead, a faint look of mockery tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"A hundred of you?"

"That's quite a number."

"Too bad you're all a pack of useless fools. No matter how many there are, a pack of useless fools is still a pack of useless fools."

"What?!"

"You're about to die, and you still dare to run your mouth!"

"Kill him!"

Xiao Yang's contemptuous words completely ignited the fury of every Dong Sheng Yi!

"Kill!"

A hundred Dong Sheng Yis roared in unison!

The next moment, a hundred terrifying attacks capable of tearing apart the firmament and shattering