They immediately rose and spread out across the four sides of the grass, making one hand sign after another.
Voice transmission, divine sense, lip-reading, and other communication arts all risked being seen through. Only these strange hand signs, understood by them alone, could fool everyone—even their own patriarchs probably did not understand them.
Ji Mo remained expressionless. His fingers twitched. You are all clones?!
Man Yi's expression did not change as his fingertips swiftly replied: Of course.
The others conveyed the same meaning.
In these vast Jade Bamboo Mountains, if you did not cultivate dozens or hundreds of clones and dig several hundred more hideouts, how could anyone survive...
Absurd incidents such as using clones to explore secret realms, or revealing at the end of a grand competition that you had only been a clone all along, came one after another. They often even fooled the sect elders.
The first round of the grand competition, and someone directly saw through your clone?!
You had the nerve to come here with such a shabby art? Junior Brother, go back and practice some more... Even Ox Ancestor's Crane Spirit Tree Clone Method was given to you, and it was still useless!
By now, the Five Aggregates Sect considered having one's clone exposed a disgrace. For things like grand competitions, if you could not fool the elder on duty, you would not even make it through the gate.
At this moment.
Ji Mo gave a cold smile and answered with a hand sign. Same here!
The others exchanged calm glances. Sure enough. They had not seen through it just now. It really was time to create an eye technique of their own; the matter had become urgent beyond delay.
Ever since the Five Aggregates Sect's upper beam had gone crooked, all those cultivation