Ninety-Nine Clones

His tone was calm, even carrying a hint of laziness, as though he were talking about some trivial matter.

Yet a cold glint flashed through his eyes, like ice frozen for ten thousand years. It sent chills down one's spine, as if he had been targeted by an Ancient Fierce Beast.

Star God and the Enchantress exchanged a glance, then laughed at the same time. Their smiles held amusement, disdain, and the anger of having been offended.

"Interesting." Star God spoke flatly, his voice carrying a trace of coldness, as though he were looking at an ant that did not know its place.

"It has been a long time since anyone dared speak to me like that. You are the first, and perhaps... the last."

The Enchantress covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice laced with chilliness and mockery:

"Boy, do you think kicking Yaksha once gives you the right to act arrogant before us? You probably have no idea what consequences that kick will bring you. Yaksha is the most vengeful sort."

Before she had finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently!

Boom—!!!

With a deafening crash, the ground around the human-shaped crater exploded. Dirt and shattered stones blasted in every direction like an erupting volcano.

A figure covered in dust, his face ashen, shot into the sky from underground. It was Yaksha!

He looked utterly miserable. His clothes were torn, his hair disheveled, and blood hung from the corner of his mouth. Boundless fury and killing intent burned in his eyes like an enraged beast!

"I'll kill you!!!"

Yaksha's voice was a beastly roar, filled with madness and brutality, as if he wished to vent every ounce of his rage.

He glared fixedly at Lin Ming and roared word by word, his voice filled with bone-deep hatred and