But just as the X-101 warship had flown halfway there, Lin Fan's expression changed.
"101, stop moving forward. Hold position and wait for my orders."
"Yes, Master."
At Lin Fan's command, the warship quickly came to a stop, hovering in the starry sky above Qiu Long Planet.
With a few quick flashes, Lin Fan returned to the lounge.
He sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes half-closed. With a thought, his consciousness sank into his mind and entered the Bronze Hall.
As soon as Lin Fan entered the Bronze Hall, he saw the tiny Golden Horned Beast clone.
The Bronze Hall was truly amazing. It could actually shrink the Golden Horned Beast clone down to just a few meters long.
The reason he had entered the Bronze Hall at that moment was that the Golden Horned Beast clone had finally absorbed all the vast inherited memories engraved deep in its bloodline.
Below the Bronze Hall, specks of spiritual light gathered like fireflies.
In just a moment, ten True Self Clones, formed from pure golden light and identical to Lin Fan in appearance and build, appeared on the floor of the Bronze Hall.
Lin Fan turned his gaze from the Golden Horned Beast clone and gave an order to the ten True Self Clones that had just formed.
"Practice the second stage of the Calamity Killing Art, 'Thunder Collapse.'"
The instant they received the order, all ten True Self Clones moved in unison.
Black scythes, identical to Calamity, formed in their hands. Then the ten clones spread out, each taking a corner of the Bronze Hall.
Without a word between them, and without even a hundredth of a second's difference, the ten clones assumed the exact same opening stance at the same moment.
Their feet were slightly apart, their knees bent