Rumble!
At this moment, countless clones throughout heaven and earth became afterimages, like elongated storms crashing madly into one another, producing shrill, piercing screeches of friction. Brilliant sparks flashed wildly through the void, blossoming and vanishing.
In that instant, the sounds between heaven and earth became chaotic, and the void was churned into violent unrest.
Only disordered roars echoed endlessly by their ears.
Boom!
Crack, crack, crack...
Two illusory rivers of shadows tore apart the void and shattered the firmament. Only endless power of consciousness and immortal power flickered between heaven and earth as countless ghostly figures emerged. Their battle had forcefully evolved into a war between two armies.
The two phantom armies were like two illusory rivers that had crossed over from endless space-time, slamming viciously into each other.
There were no battle cries that soared to the heavens, only the unceasing sounds of collision—silent slaughter.
At this moment, both Lin Cheng and the Cao Family ancestor remained utterly silent, fighting with their heads down.
At a time like this, neither had the leisure to trade harsh words.
Lin Cheng's command of clone techniques was indeed consummate, and he could wield all manner of other abilities with effortless ease. Yet the Cao Family ancestor had contemplated the path of clones for many years, attaining a level of mastery in it that rivaled Creation itself.
After initially falling behind in numbers, the Cao Family ancestor swiftly changed his approach. He reduced the number of clones and enhanced the strength of each one, linking them together to form a majestic grand formation. No matter how Lin Cheng's army of clones surged against it, it stood like an unyielding stone amid a raging river—though the heavens collapsed and the earth split apart, it remained standing.
Boom!
Every collision between them shook heaven