Ten-Thousand-Year Man Faced Demon Spider King! Thunder Prison Field Test!

Within the Thunderclap Ruins, twenty-one clones simultaneously withdrew and returned to their places. Blue-white motes of light traced arcs through the air before all merging back into Huang Yun's main body.

Dugu Bo stood nearby watching the scene, his widened eyes yet to fully relax.

He had just watched twenty identical Huang Yuns appear throughout the ruins, each with a clear division of labor as they carved up the Thunder Roc's corpse. Their efficiency was frightening; in only a few dozen breaths, they had dismantled the entire fifty-thousand-year soul beast.

Having lived for so many years, he had seen plenty of clone-type soul skills. At most, though, they could produce three to five clones. This was his first time seeing someone create twenty.

"Twenty-one?" Dugu Bo repeated, still sounding somewhat incredulous. "Didn't you only have ten before?"

"After my Martial Soul Evolution, the effects of all my soul skills improved across the board." Huang Yun dusted off his hands, though there was no dust on them, and smiled. "The number of clones doubled."

Dugu Bo opened his mouth, but in the end, he merely shook his head and sighed. "You brat... forget it. This old man no longer knows how to describe you."

He fell silent for several breaths, then abruptly changed the subject. A glint flashed through his emerald-green eyes.

"By the way, boy Huang, this old man has an unreasonable request."

Huang Yun paused. "What is it?"

With his hands clasped behind his back, Dugu Bo smiled. "Since we're already out here, I plan to catch a Ten-Thousand-Year Man Faced Demon Spider and prepare a suitable Spirit Bone for your Sister Yan to store the Backlash Poison. You're fast, and you have plenty of clones. Why not help this old man look for one? It'll save me from