"Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh... wh-wh-wh-what, mm-mm-mm-ah-ah-ah..."
The moment Wang discovered a hand gripping his ankle, he immediately retaliated, shattering that hand with one blow. But his consciousness inevitably began to blur.
The Wang Qi clone lying on the ground leisurely raised both hands. At some unknown point, his wrists had already been severed at the elbows, and both hands had vanished.
This clone of his was not human at all. Its nervous system was naturally unlike that of a human body—or rather, this thing had no nervous system whatsoever. It was entirely controlled by Xuan Thought Entities.
And so long as the Devil Net remained, the Xuan Thought Entities could completely serve as computing devices and independently issue commands. Moreover, having left the main body's mana circulation, the aura of the severed wrists alone had fallen to a level that those Integrated Body Realm Cultivators would never notice.
In the midst of this melee, launching a sneak attack was truly simple.
"Where did his other hand go?" All the Integrated Body Realm Cultivators were startled. Forgetting to attack Wang Qi, they hurriedly retreated.
Wang Qi stood up, waved the hand that no longer existed, and said, "No need to be nervous, everyone. I have absolutely no reason to attack you, truly. I can even swear a heart-devil oath that, in a moment, I will not deliberately make contact with you, nor will I cast any spells upon you..."
"—Because you've already been struck by a spell!"
Wang Qi's final sentence seemed to possess some kind of magic. In an instant, every Integrated Body Realm Cultivator's body stiffened. They felt a brief bout of confusion, and then the mana within their bodies began slipping beyond their control. Their thoughts, too, filled with all manner of strange problems.
That was right—they had been planted long