The instant the Replication Jade lit up, everyone present instinctively narrowed their eyes. The glare made them ache.
Then the Replication Jade formed a Phantom Image whose build and bearing seemed cast from the same mold as Qin An's.
One glance was enough to tell how powerful the Phantom Image formed by the jade was.
Qin An stepped back and said calmly, "Defeat him first. Then come see me."
At those words, the expressions of Ouyang Xun and the other two changed sharply.
They were no fools. They had fought countless battles to reach their positions, step by step.
Their keen instincts told them just how powerful the Phantom Image formed by the Replication Jade was.
Chen Wuming sneered. "Fine. In that case, let us see just how formidable that treasure of yours is."
Ming Ruxin said nothing, but as she lowered her hands, two lengths of white silk slipped from her sleeves.
The silk looked perfectly ordinary, yet it held Void Essence so terrifying it made the soul tremble.
Ouyang Xun drew the Long Sword at his waist and said slowly, "Attack."
The three had already stepped forward. Delaying the fight any longer would only make them look hesitant.
Chen Wuming moved first, striding ahead.
The Void Essence around him surged, blazing like a raging fire.
Flames rose from both his arms, and he hurled them at the Phantom Image.
The flames gathered into a long dragon that lunged to bite the Phantom Image's head.
At the same time, Ming Ruxin flicked her hands again and again. Her two lengths of white silk seemed to come alive as they coiled toward the Phantom Image's legs.
Ouyang Xun was more direct. He drove his Long Sword straight toward the Phantom Image's chest.
The three attacked three different points.
Then the