A Man Like None Other

Berthold glanced around in astonishment at Jared’s multiple shadow clones that were engaging him in battle.

He hadn’t expected a Fourth Level Tribulator to have had such a trick up his sleeve!

“Hmph! Don’t think you’re the only one capable of shadow cloning.”

With a cold huff, Berthold’s dark aura vanished in an instant as the ghost mask he wore began to emanate a luminous glow.

Then, he pulled out a pitch-black token from his chest and crushed it into pieces.

Immediately, the void distorted, and a series of illusory shadows began to emerge. Each figure was cloaked in a long black robe, their faces adorned with ghost masks.

These illusory shadows gradually solidified before arriving next to Berthold. Seeing this, Jared halted the conversation as the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Invisible waves of sword energy began to gather in the sky, with the Dragonslayer Sword radiating a blinding light.

This radiance grew increasingly intense, causing the surrounding void to tremor.

shadow clones draw energy from your real body, Jared, but mine

laugh, Berthold waved his hand grandly and commanded,

masked

clones began fighting Berthold’s

realized that these weren’t Berthold’s shadow clones; rather, they were

he had just crushed must have been what summoned

were real disciples of the Ghost Mask Sect, it would have been impossible for them to teleport here

the Ethereal Realm were already a rare breed. The number of people capable of setting up a Teleportation Array that could instantly transport so many individuals was likely

such an array, so even if the Ghost Mask Sect did have

some sort of demonic souls, and

back then. It seems

retracted his shadow clones. while

consciousness field was fully

he was up to. What is he

it be that he’s using his spiritual sense to examine these ghost-masked robed

thought of

his spiritual sense and unleashed his consciousness field, this meant the

didn’t die, he would be reduced to