I Have Countless Clones

292  Have the Last Laugh (2)

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it!

The people at the top of the mountain were undoubtedly mantises that were catching cicadas.

As for the oriole…

Miao You couldn't help but glance at Lin Shen, who sat calmly beside her. She was filled with mixed emotions.

Not only was he astonishingly powerful at such a young age, but he was also extremely shrewd!

Such a person would have shocking achievements in the future.

For some reason, Miao You didn't feel as resentful toward the fact that she was forced to sign a soul contract.

Signing a soul contract with a young cultivator with astonishing potential didn't seem all that unacceptable.

Lin Shen didn't know what Miao You was thinking. His gaze was fixed on the battle in the distance.

It had only been twenty to thirty seconds since the balance was broken, but almost ten people had already died.

Without exception, they were all disciples of small sects and itinerant cultivators!

The remaining small sect disciples and itinerant cultivators were scared out of their wits. They left the battlefield in a panic and didn't dare to get involved again.

However, they didn't leave. Instead, they watched the battle from afar. Clearly, they still had some hope left.

At this moment, only the disciples of the Corpse Sect, the Blood Sea Sect, and the Flying Cloud Sect, as well as Yin Xianbin, Guan Zhou, and Yi Sufeng, were still fighting for the golden cage.

The twelve of them fought back and forth, sometimes attacking one another, sometimes joining forces to deal with the same opponent.

As time passed, the Corpse Sect disciples gradually became impatient. The three of them looked at each other and seemed to have reached an agreement. The leader suddenly took out a bone tablet and threw it into the air.

Immediately, there was a series of sizzling sounds. A large amount of black fog spewed out from the bone tablet and quickly spread.

In the next moment, a burly figure suddenly broke through the black fog and rushed out.

It was a corpse puppet. However, not only was it stronger than the bronze corpse from before, but its bronze body was also emitting an extremely faint silver glow. Clearly, it had almost become a silver corpse.

As the burly corpse puppet appeared, an extremely ferocious aura suddenly descended and enveloped the entire mountaintop!

Everyone present felt a tightness in their chests. They felt as if they had fallen into a quagmire, and their movements slowed down for a moment.

Taking advantage of this moment, the burly corpse puppet rushed out like a tiger hunting a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of a Flying Cloud Sect disciple and punched down at him!

BOOM!

Before the fist landed, there was a thunderous roar.

Feeling the power of this punch, the Flying Cloud Sect disciple paled, but he had no choice but to brace himself and stab out with his sword.

However, the moment the fist and sword collided, a large amount of black gas suddenly surged out of the burly corpse puppet's fist. Its entire arm became more than twice as thick, and a powerful force struck the tip of the sword like a meteorite!

Immediately, there was a creaking sound. The talisman sword, which had reached the quality of a superior-grade enchanted armament, twisted and shattered!

The fist that was surrounded by black gas continued forward and struck the disciple of the Flying Cloud Sect!

Thump!

The Flying Cloud Sect disciple flew far away like a kite with a broken string. He grunted in midair, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

If the talisman sword and the robe hadn't blocked most of the power, this punch alone would have killed him!

Seeing this, the spectators all looked astonished.

They knew their strength and cultivation level weren't much better than that Flying Cloud Sect disciple.

That disciple was injured and sent flying after a single strike. If they were to face this corpse puppet, they probably would end up the same as that Flying Cloud Sect disciple.

"Even if this corpse puppet hasn't reached the Silver Corpse level, it's almost there!"

Yin Xianbin's eyes flickered. He glanced at Guan Zhou and Yi Sufeng from the corner of his eye and found that they also looked uneasy.

Because they were a little further away, the three of them weren't immediately targeted by the burly corpse puppet.

After injuring the Flying Cloud Sect disciple, the burly corpse puppet turned around and attacked the other two Flying Cloud Sect disciples.

With just two punches, the two Flying Cloud Sect disciples followed in their companion's footsteps and vomited blood as they flew backward.

Without stopping, the burly corpse puppet turned around and charged at the three Blood Sea Sect disciples.

The expressions of the three of them changed when they saw this. They hurriedly controlled their blood souls to block the attack.

However, the blood soul, whose strength was comparable to a seventh or eighth-level Bright Aperture Stage cultivator, was like a child in front of the burly corpse puppet, who easily finished off the blood souls as if it was crushing ants.

In a moment, the three Blood Sea Sect disciples were also injured and sent flying.

After dealing with six people in a row, the burly corpse puppet was still as fierce as before. It suddenly turned to look at Yin Xianbin, Guan Zhou, and Yi Sufeng.

The three of them felt their hearts skip a beat and subconsciously took a step back. Just as they were hesitating if they should escape, they saw the burly corpse puppet's body tremble violently. It suddenly scattered into black gas that filled the sky and turned into a bone tablet that flew back into the hands of the Corpse Sect disciple.

The Corpse Sect disciple's originally pale face became even paler, and he looked visibly drained of energy.

Clearly, controlling the burly corpse puppet had exhausted most of his strength.

Seeing this, Yin Xianbin and the other two were overjoyed. They looked at each other and simultaneously rushed toward the three Corpse Sect disciples.

Now that the disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect and the Blood Sea Sect were heavily injured and one of the Corpse Sect disciples had exhausted too much energy, there were only two opponents left. It was a good opportunity for them to snatch the thousand-year-old Mystic Essence Wood Spirit!

Yin Xianbin, Guan Zhou, and Yi Sufeng were all itinerant cultivators. Although they weren't on friendly terms, they were still very familiar with each other.

The three of them didn't need to communicate. They quickly reached a tacit understanding with just their gazes.

They would kill these two Corpse Yin Sect disciples first and snatch the thousand-year Mystic Essence Wood Spirit!

As for how to split the war spoils, they could discuss it later!