One Shi Feng was already unstoppable, fully capable of breaking through an army of a thousand—an army made up of experts, no less.
Now that eight Shi Fengs had appeared, even an idiot understood what that meant.
Even peak God's Domain figures like Jingfeng and Evil Blade looked at Shi Feng with incomparably grave expressions, seized by the urge to curse aloud.
Although clone-type skills were rare in God's Domain, at their level, they had seen quite a few such skills. Yet never before had they hated clone-type skills so fiercely that their teeth clenched in dread.
"Run!"
Before everyone could recover from the sight of Shi Feng splitting into eight, Jingfeng shouted and immediately turned to flee.
As peak experts, they understood all too well how clone-type skills worked. Though Shi Feng had split into eight and each physical clone's attributes had decreased, and although a person's mental strength was limited—even a monster in the Domain Realm could not perfectly control eight bodies at once—
Jingfeng could tell that even with their reduced attributes, the physical clones still vastly surpassed them in basic attributes. With Shi Feng's mental strength divided, each clone probably still possessed combat power comparable to Yumo and the others. He and Evil Blade had no chance of winning at all. Moreover, the clones and the original shared the same consciousness, making their coordination flawless.
At the same time, Evil Blade sprinted wildly in the opposite direction from Jingfeng.
Evil Blade also understood that there was only one outcome if they fought head-on: death. Their only way out was to stall for time. Clone-type skills could not last forever. Once their duration ended, everything would become much easier.
Although the Clone skill was tyrannical, it had one obvious weakness.
It consumed an enormous amount of mental