Jin Da Xian: I heard you fought Main Body. How is it now?
Xu Tiancheng: I fought Main Body and was defeated by him several times in a row. I took three spear strikes!
Feng Wudu: Main Body, what does he look like?
Xu Tiancheng: Extremely mighty! Already enraged! Two colleagues, would you care to meet him?
Jin Da Xian, Feng Wudu: No! No!
"He won?"
"Yuhao succeeded!"
Countless people were delighted by this scene, their spirits lifted.
However, Xu Tiancheng, whose abdomen had been pierced through, burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahahaha—"
"Huo Yuhao, you truly did not disappoint me!"
Xu Tiancheng reined in his smile, not caring in the slightest about his pierced abdomen. He looked down at Huo Yuhao from on high.
"I suppose I will never forget you for the rest of my life."
As his voice fell, Xu Tiancheng, whose abdomen had been pierced through, suddenly exploded, turning into countless bats that flew far away.
In the end, those bats flew up to the imperial city and landed in a hand. Then they turned into blood energy and merged into the palm.
And the owner of that hand was, astonishingly, Xu Tiancheng!
Xu Tiancheng stood there completely unharmed.
Tang Wutong and the others' pupils shrank violently.
"No, the one who fought Yuhao just now was a clone?!" Zhang Lexuan made the judgment with a pale face.
Xu Tiancheng sat upright on the Dragon Throne, one hand propping up the side of his handsome face, a playful smile on his lips.
"When did you have the illusion that I left the Dragon Throne?"
Compared with the pressure of his aura, Xu Tiancheng's words dealt a spiritual critical hit to everyone present and to the countless people on the other side of the screen.
However, in truth,