A stream of energy flowed around his body like living water, causing his entire form to emit a soft, faint white glow. He looked like a deity who had stepped out of an ancient legend.
Immediately afterward, two illusory yet incomparably real figures slowly separated from Xiao Yao's body.
These two figures were identical to Xiao Yao himself. Whether it was their facial features, clothing, or accessories, there was not the slightest difference, as though they had been cast from the same mold.
"Heavens, what is going on? I'm seeing three Xiao Yaos. Am I seeing things?" Someone in the crowd could not help letting out an incredulous cry.
"Th-this... what kind of technique is this? It can actually create clones out of thin air. This is unbelievable!" Another person stared wide-eyed, his face filled with shock and confusion.
"What a powerful Dou Technique, to actually produce clones. Could this be a Dou Technique Xiao Yao obtained by chance while traveling and training?"
At this sight, everyone sharply sucked in a breath and burst into exclamations of amazement.
"Th-this is a rare cloning technique?" Even Princess Yao Ye cried out in surprise. Her beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with shock and curiosity. Even her usual dignified composure faltered slightly before this sudden spectacle.
Jia Xing Tian was equally stunned. He had lived for most of his life and seen countless extraordinary arts and secret techniques, yet he had never witnessed such bizarre and powerful ability. He muttered, "Such divine power is simply unheard of..."
Xiao Yan was so surprised that his mouth hung open. Looking at Xiao Yao with a hint of mock resentment on his face, he said half-jokingly, "Brother Yao, your abilities really never end. You always manage to surprise us."
Xiao Yao paid no attention to