The Clone Technique was an exceptionally profound art, one that only highly accomplished Spell Cultivators could perform. Even she had only grasped its barest surface and could not execute it completely. Yet today, she had seen it displayed by a junior at only Tier Three of the True Lake Realm—and that junior was even a Weapon Cultivator!
But upon closer inspection, Lu Ye's Clone differed somewhat from a conventional Clone Technique. First of all, even as a Divine Sea Realm cultivator, she could not immediately distinguish real from fake, because both figures carried Lu Ye's aura, perfectly identical.
The two figures darted out to the left and right. Liu Yuemei had no time to think and instinctively raised her hand, firing a spell at one of them.
That figure shattered at once and vanished without a trace. It was indeed the Clone.
Yet in that fleeting delay, Lu Ye had widened the distance again. His body flickered, and he cast the Clone Technique once more.
For Lu Ye, what he needed to do now was simple: delay for time while fleeing with all his might.
He did not know whether Qian Wudang had come, or where he might be if he had. But faced with pursuit by a Divine Sea Realm cultivator, all he could do was run.
He was currently within the range of another pass, where there was surely a Divine Sea Realm cultivator stationed. As long as he could flee near that pass, Liu Yuemei would be forced to hold back for fear of damaging the rat while throwing the vessel.
But the road ahead stretched far and wide. How could such a thing be easy?
Fortunately, the Shadow Clone Spiritual Pattern proved immensely helpful at this time. Several times, Lu Ye had relied on it to