With Chen Fan's true body's strength.
Even without the Cold Edge Sword or the amplification of the White Emperor Armor.
Dealing with an opponent at the sixth level of Chang Sheng was fairly easy.
And this clone of his was clearly not as powerful as the one from the Hate Heaven Demon Cult.
Of course, at this level of strength, even being cleaved in two at the waist would not necessarily mean death.
Yet under the power of Chen Fan's Sword Dao Great Dao, he would not be able to recover so easily.
Chen Fan had deliberately held back and had not killed him outright.
After cutting him into two pieces.
With a turn of thought, he directly took him into the Pengxuan Immortal Estate.
Inside the immortal estate.
In a spacious hall.
A mutilated man covered from head to toe in various talismans lay on his back on the floor.
Chen Fan stood before him.
There were quite a few places within the Pengxuan Immortal Estate for imprisoning people. Let alone someone at the fifth level of Chang Sheng, even Marquis- or King-ranked experts, once captured by Chen Fan and locked up here, could forget about escaping.
And at this very moment, the man could not even move a finger.
"All your clones have been taken out by me... Right now, you only have this last life left. Can you tell me who you are now?"
Chen Fan walked up to him, his face icy.
His cultivation was higher than Chen Fan's, so Chen Fan could not forcibly perform a soul search on him.
The man gave a bitter laugh, no longer daring to conceal anything.
"This one is Zhao Hongxuan of the Primordial Demon Sect. I serve as a Protector Elder of the Primordial Demon Sect!"
Chen