The moment the skinny Old Weirdo Dream dived forward, a sharp aquamarine longsword appeared in her hands.
She burst into shrill laughter. A bizarre light flashed across her eyes, and in the next moment, dozens of figures appeared.
"What is this?"
"Illusionary Body?"
"What an odd Secret Skill."
The spectators could not hold back their shock.
One person had just turned into dozens of Old Weirdo Dream in an instant. They had the same aura. All of them were holding onto an aquamarine longsword and headed towards Jian Wushuang.
It was hard to distinguish her Original Body from them.
"Hmm?" Jian Wushuang was a bit surprised.
This led him to think of the Secret Skill that Wu Dao had displayed.
At that time, in order to escape, Wu Dao changed into 18 figures and ran in different directions.
