High in the sky, Yang Yi single-handedly dominated the two Kings, not forgetting to eat as he fought. He spat large numbers of pitch-black Madmen from his abdomen, and they began ravenously gnawing on the Feast Master, passing the nutrients they consumed to Yang Yi and driving his strength ever higher.
Soon, Yang Yi had recovered to his previous peak condition and began growing even stronger. He used the Replication Eye to create a copy of himself, and they began beating the two Kings in tandem.
This ensured a more even distribution of damage and allowed timely adjustments to suit the situation.
As he consumed more nutrients, Yang Yi grew bolder, expanding from two selves to four. Although the two new copies looked wrong-one was a Fire Man and the other a bald Werewolf-their combat strength was still considerable.
The Bewilderment King and the Fat King had no power to fight back at all. Broken Iron batted them back and forth like ping-pong balls, the force of its blows growing increasingly terrifying, even making it difficult for the two Kings to gather themselves and take shape.
Under the pressure, the Fat King fled outright, intending to escape to the lower world.
But Yang Yi had been guarding against their escape from the outset and naturally would not let him go. He quickly created a copy of himself covered in arms and legs, like a mountain of flesh, blocking his escape route.
In that instant, the Bewilderment King also made his move, but judging by his trajectory, he seemed more intent on intercepting the Fat King, which surprised Yang Yi.
"Have you regained some of your awareness?"
Yang Yi and the Bewilderment King exchanged a look, communicating in some form, but Yang Yi did not stop attacking. In fact, he struck