Looking at the ring that held all the Spirit Herbs from the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda, Li Moxun smiled.
With a light lift of his hand, an eerie force surged forth in an instant.
The next second, space tore open, and a pale, jade-like hand reached out and took the ring away.
Li Moxun simply waited there in silence.
As time ticked by, the alarm sounded, and several figures appeared. They were powerhouses from the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda.
After the first few people arrived, one-character Battle Armor appeared directly on two of them. Both possessed strength around that of Soul Kings.
Despite sensing the oppressive aura of Soul Kings coming from them, Li Moxun remained calm.
The clone he created depended not only on the strength of his main body, but more importantly, on the amount of spiritual power he released.
The stronger Li Moxun himself was, the stronger this clone would be.
Likewise, at the same level, the more spiritual power he supplied, the stronger the clone would become.
Or rather, the more spiritual power Li Moxun gave it, the stronger the clone would be in both its control over details and its own combat strength.
As for this 1,000-point clone, in Li Moxun's own judgment, even with a bug-level ability like Time Zero—
—it could at most contend with a five-ring Soul King, and might not even be able to kill a six-ring Soul Emperor.
Although it could slash thousands upon thousands of times in a short period, there was ultimately a one-second delay.
As long as it encountered certain special Martial Souls, it could be defeated.
Of course, that was when facing Soul Masters from the era of the Peerless Tang Sect.
Against Soul Masters of the Legend of the Dragon King era, Li Moxun felt that he could still give it a try.
After all, the Soul Masters of the previous era had outrageously powerful practical combat skills. Unlike those of this era, they had gone through far more tempering in war.
Though they could not exactly be called flowers raised in a greenhouse, they had experienced very little.
Watching the three people charge at him, Li Moxun's golden pupils gazed at them silently.
His Golden Pupils watched the three of them and saw through their Martial Souls as well.
The person on the far left held a long, hooked staff. Two enormous bronze hammers hung before and behind the spearhead, and five purple Spirit Rings descended around him.
On the other side, the young man in the center had a dark green giant bird behind his back, and four Spirit Rings surrounded him.
On the far right, his opponent wielded a massive broadsword and likewise possessed five Spirit Rings.
Two five-ring Soul Kings, two sets of one-character Battle Armor, and one four-ring Soul Ancestor.
The instant he confirmed the three men's strength, Li Moxun stepped forward.
His figure vanished in an instant, and the longsword immediately carved hundreds, if not thousands, of wounds across their bodies.
Feeling the sudden, searing pain across their bodies, all three were clearly stunned.
However, the two Soul Masters wearing one-character Battle Armor were much better off. This first-grade Soul Tool blade could not even pierce their defenses.
Li Moxun truly had no good solution to that at the moment.
He stretched out his hand. The next second, as his figure appeared, the huge hammerhead of the double-headed bronze hammer smashed into the ground with a boom, unleashing a burst of thunderous power.
The strike missed, but its lingering shockwave lashed directly across Li Moxun's body, opening a wound in his skin. He raised his hand and threw out the long blade.
With a kick to the blade, it shot forward in a single second.
The next second, Li Moxun's body had already arrived behind one of the young men.
He raised his hand, clenched his fair palm into a fist, and slammed it into the young man's body.
The four-ring Soul Ancestor in the middle was knocked straight to the ground.
Countless wind wings swept out from behind the young man, and several feathers crashed into Li Moxun's body. Yet after only a brief pause, Li Moxun had vanished again.
Seeing this bizarre, nearly terrifying scene, all three wore shock in their eyes.
"What a strange fellow. His Martial Soul is bizarre. He seems to appear once every second, and every time, he appears behind us. Don't hesitate—attack all around yourselves!"
The young man shouted in a low voice as he spoke and immediately attacked in every direction.
As countless whistling wind feathers swept through the area, the middle-aged man wielding the broadsword flashed about. Terrifying force erupted around him, and pressure surged outward.
Meanwhile, the young man holding the twin bronze hammers swung them wildly, smashing down with terrifying power.
Sensing that the three had seen through the disguise of his Time Zero in such a short time, Li Moxun merely sighed.
The three were only average in strength. Though their reactions were quick, their practical combat experience was lacking.
If Li Moxun had a high-grade Soul Guidance long blade, he was confident that he could swiftly kill them all in a short time.
But the problem was that he could not buy a Soul Guidance long blade. The one in his hand was merely a standard first-grade Soul Guidance long blade.
So Li Moxun only glanced at the three of them before his figure vanished once more.
When he appeared again the next second, he had already reached a corner of the room, escaping their sight.
Watching the three still release Soul Skills like idiots, Li Moxun continued wandering through the Spirit Pagoda.
This time, he also intended to find another relatively good Soul Guidance weapon.
As one second followed another, it took seven or eight seconds before the others finally realized what had happened.
They immediately scattered in every direction to search for Li Moxun, while the alarm began blaring again.
This day was a disaster for the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda, because its alarm rang from night until dawn.
In the end, the Spirit Pagoda gave no explanation to the authorities. Other than announcing that it would be closed for the day, it offered nothing at all.
Meanwhile, at Eastsea Academy, Li Moxun opened his eyes and yawned.
Before him sat the young man in black—or rather, his own clone—holding a completely blue longsword.
This was a fifth-grade Soul Tool, made from Blue Pregnancy Metal.
Besides amplifying its wielder's strength, this Soul Tool primarily enhanced the weapon's sharpness.
Furthermore, when this weapon struck someone, it caused a brief numbing and explosive effect.
Li Moxun was quite satisfied with this weapon.
Of course, this was not what pleased him most. What pleased him most were the Spirit Herbs he had gained this time.
Looking at the large quantity of Spirit Herbs inside the ring, Li Moxun could not help but smile.
With these Spirit Herbs, as long as he made a decent Soul Guidance alchemy furnace, he could begin refining pills.
If someone asked him exactly what pills he could refine, Li Moxun could not explain it.
But if they asked him how to refine them, he had plenty to say.
With his extraordinarily powerful spiritual power, he could easily judge Spirit Herbs, refine them, and even control the heat precisely.
Moreover, because his spiritual power was special, it was not ordinary spiritual power, but the unique spiritual power of the White King.
This spiritual power was far stronger than ordinary spiritual power, and far keener and more sensitive.
Under such circumstances, although all the pill formulas he possessed were incomplete—
—with proper adjustments, refining some pills specifically meant to strengthen Soul Power with minimal side effects was truly not difficult.
Materials had originally been what he lacked most, but now that he had these Spirit Herbs obtained through robbery, Li Moxun's cultivation would no longer be a problem for some time.
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