Han Feiyu's steps remained unhurried.
His straw sandals trod upon shattered void, upon chaotic laws, upon the hearts of every spectator that were about to leap from their chests!
He took the second step!
Buzz!
Lotuses bloomed in the void, and the Great Dao sang in harmony!
His aura surged once more!
Mid-stage First-Epoch King!
At the same time, a clone identical to him in stature silently condensed at his side!
The clone likewise wore a bamboo hat and azure robes, though his face remained hidden in shadow, his true appearance impossible to see.
It was not an afterimage!
It was a genuine clone!
"The second step! His aura has reached the mid-stage First-Epoch King!"
"A clone! He actually split off a clone as well?! What is he trying to do?!"
Before the cries of alarm had faded, Han Feiyu's third step had already fallen!
Late-stage First-Epoch King!
A second clone appeared soundlessly at his other side!
The fourth step!
First-Epoch King Peak!
The third clone condensed!
The fifth step!
Boom!
The aura around Han Feiyu underwent a qualitative transformation!
Two-Epoch King!
A realm that countless Epoch Kings could only look up to was beneath his feet as effortless and leisurely as strolling through a courtyard!
The fourth and fifth clones appeared simultaneously!
Yet his advancing steps did not pause in the slightest!
The sixth step!
Mid-stage Two-Epoch King!
The seventh step!
Late-stage Two-Epoch King!
The eighth step!
Two-Epoch King Peak!
The ninth step!
Third-Epoch King!
With every step Han Feiyu took, his aura surged by another measure, and another clone linked to his aura appeared beside him!
The viewing platform had already fallen utterly silent.
No, it was not silence. Everyone had forgotten how to breathe!
Their minds were blank as they could only watch that azure-robed, bamboo-hatted youth