When Ling Xiao unleashed the Tyrant Sky Martial Soul, the replica opposite him showed no reaction.
This made Ling Xiao smile slightly.
"Just as expected, the Tyrant Sky Martial Soul is too unique. Even this replication magic array can't copy it."
He swung his fist, ready to strike down the replica, but suddenly halted.
"What's the point in killing him? I'd rather mess with the Xuanwu Divine Hall a bit."
Ling Xiao could almost confirm these replicas were certainly created by the Xuanwu Divine Hall to gather data, and even if killed, they may not be completely destroyed.
Even though the opponent couldn't replicate his Tyrant Sky Martial Soul, he still didn't want to expose too much.
Anyway, he had a way.
"Nine Demonic Divine Arts: Yin-Yang Demon King!"
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, his body began to rapidly change, not only his appearance but even his aura and martial arts fully transformed.
As his body changed, the replica began to change in the same way.
