Song Qingyun let out a low shout.
An eerie light lit up on the long saber, which then turned the edge toward Song Qingyun and hacked down with force!
Song Qingyun's flesh squirmed all over.
One Song Qingyun after another split from her body.
Each of them emitted a sky-high evil aura.
Eight in total!
The eight Song Qingyuns looked around them, their faces showing a disdainful, cold smile.
"It's over," she said as she looked down from above, forming a spell seal with her hands in unison.
The eight copies began to transform.
Each one of them morphed into a grotesque and bizarre form.
"It's done... The Evil God has manifested in the world through her clones," a powerful fighter muttered in a trance.
The dashing head of the Nangong Family, fanning himself, said with a wry smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, at this juncture, are you still observing? Still probing? Isn't it time to take action?"
