Because the origin qi was too dense, Song Wen's divine sense had been suppressed to a range of barely several yards.
As a result, he could neither directly sense the bovine Void Demon behind him nor detect its attack.
Yet the violent origin qi all around him, along with the killing intent that prickled against his back like thorns, told him that danger was steadily closing in even without Shadow Void's warning.
The blood-colored crystal in his hand abruptly shattered. Spiritual power surged through his body as the essence blood within him rapidly drained away.
In an instant, a hundred identical figures burst forth from his body, shooting toward every possible direction in the heavens and earth.
Moreover, every figure's escape speed instantly soared, seemingly surpassing the limit an Integrated Body Realm Cultivator could attain.
Blood Shadow Thousand Illusions!
This secret art could use up to ten blood crystals at once to create a thousand clones, impossible to distinguish as real or false.
Furthermore, the clones were not constrained by the range of divine sense. Unless destroyed, they would continue fleeing in their designated directions until their energy was depleted, only then dispersing.
The bovine Void Demon froze at the sudden appearance of a hundred identical figures. Even the tentacle it had swung at Song Wen stiffened in midair.
How could this blood food multiply?
Did that not mean that, if it captured him alive, it would have endless blood food to feast upon?
The next moment, a fierce gleam flared in its eyes, and its tentacles lashed about like steel whips.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Several successive explosions rang out. Seven illusory bodies burst apart into blood mist, mixing with the pitch-black origin qi and churning in all directions.
No matter how shallow the bovine Void Demon's knowledge, it immediately