Chapter 1218: The Splitting Secret Art

"Tsk tsk..."

Zhang Xuan covered his eyes.

It was too cruel; he couldn't bear to watch.

This was his longsword that had accompanied him for so long, and after piercing that place, how could it still be used?

It would definitely stink!

Poor Ice Rain Sword... how tragic!

He sympathized with his weapon, while the Qingtian Emperor opposite felt like he was going mad.

A sovereign of the Alien Spirit race, a high-ranking official controlling a region, personally taking action against a mere Infant Embryo realm brat was already beneath his dignity, yet he had been subjected to such a humiliation...

More importantly... the cauldron above was constantly rubbing its huge butt against his face, seemingly enjoying it... With both attacks coming at once, the intense humiliation drove him to the brink of madness.

"You will all die..."

With a roar, his inner qi exploded.

Swoosh!

The longsword was expelled from his body, and the cauldron was sent flying backward.

"So strong!"

With a shriek, Gold Origin Cauldron hovered in the air, staring at the figure before it with full vigilance.

Under the impact of his qi, its butt had turned red.

"Indeed strong!"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Relying solely on his own strength, he certainly couldn't injure the opponent, so he had set up traps step by step, having Gold Origin Cauldron and Ice Rain Sword cooperate to succeed in one move!

He had thought that piercing from that spot would at least cripple the opponent if not kill him, but unexpectedly, he could still force the sword out with qi and unleash such powerful force!

As expected of a sovereign of the Qingtian lineage... an iron-clad rear, truly admirable.

Crash!

Before he could finish his sigh, he saw the Qingtian Emperor before him, roaring as his body grew larger, like he had taken an expansion agent, reaching over three meters tall in the blink of an eye.

Blinking, Zhang Xuan was puzzled.

What did growing this big mean?

When the body enlarges, agility decreases, and the area vulnerable to attack increases—this is a major taboo in battle.

Under normal circumstances, without special reasons, one would basically not enlarge the body. This sudden growth left him utterly confused.

"Ah..."

Before he could understand what was happening, he saw the opponent grab his left hand with his right and yank outward.

Rip!

His body split into two halves.

"This... Could it be that he felt ashamed after being stabbed in the rear and committed suicide out of shame?"

Zhang Xuan blinked.

Not only was he in this state, but Gold Origin Cauldron also paused in the air, somewhat dazed.

Ice Rain Sword on the side had stopped dry heaving, staring blankly as if seeing a ghost.

Getting stabbed is one thing; it made him all stinky and nauseous...

Did it cry?

Did it make a fuss?

No!

One must be strong!

Even a weapon must be strong!

Enduring such discomfort, it held back. How could a sovereign be so unable to see the light?

And even tear himself apart...

Truly ruthless!

"Master, he isn't bleeding; he must have used some secret art..."

Just as the one person and two weapons were dumbfounded and confused, the voice of the Cruel One suddenly rang in his mind.

"Secret art?"

Zhang Xuan frowned.

"Mm, my memory is incomplete, and I can't recall clearly, but seeing him like this just now reminded me of a special secret art of the Alien Spirit race... the royal family."

The Cruel One said, "This secret art, similar to humans suddenly increasing their power, involves enduring immense pain to split oneself into two in a short time. Once successful, it means a doubling of combat power, but... it also has a time limit. Once the time passes, one automatically reverts, and cultivation level plummets... The opponent, knowing he is no match, intends to use this secret art."

"Split? There's such an ability?" Zhang Xuan's eyes widened.

If one Qingtian Emperor was already so hard to deal with, once the split succeeded, wouldn't that mean two would appear?

Most crucially, two Qingtian Emperors weren't a simple one-plus-one-equals-two problem; they shared the same thoughts and their coordination would probably be even more terrifying than the Red-Blue Dual Sword Formation!

"Gold Origin Cauldron, Ice Rain Sword, quickly stop this guy!"

With a shout, Zhang Xuan charged forward first.

One was already no match; two... might cause all of them to fall here.

Crash!

Before he arrived, his palm had already chopped down.

The blade aura was like a dragon.

Using his hand as a blade, he intended to cut off the opponent's head.

Gold Origin Cauldron and Ice Rain Sword also reacted, without further ado, they rushed forward together.

But before they could reach, they saw the Qingtian Emperor, torn in two, his body writhing continuously, and in the blink of an eye, he grew two arms and two legs, becoming two identical people.

Bang!

Zhang Xuan's palm blade was caught by one of them; with a light shake, Zhang Xuan was sent flying backward, his back slamming into the wall, his face flushing as he spat blood.

Bang bang bang!

He circulated the Heavenly Dao qi to suppress his injuries, looked up, and saw that Gold Origin Cauldron and Ice Rain Sword had also been knocked flying, one embedded in the ground, the other smashing a large pit.

Having split into two, the Qingtian Emperor's combat power had indeed greatly increased. Although Gold Origin Cauldron was also a late-stage Embryonic Soul realm expert, it couldn't withstand even a single blow.

"Forcing me to use this move, you can consider yourself worthy of death..."

The two voices interwove, giving a strange illusion. The Qingtian Emperor looked at Zhang Xuan, as if wishing to tear him to pieces.

The rear he had guarded for who knows how many years had been violated by this man, driving him to lose all reason.

"You... which one is the clone, and which is the original?"

Flying in the air, his eyes wary, Zhang Xuan prepared to dodge the opponent's attack at any moment while asking.

Regardless of whether it was a split, there must be one clone and one original.

It was impossible for both to be the main body.

"When you die, I'll tell you..."

Both Qingtian Emperors charged at once.

Crash!

The underground palace seemed sealed by killing qi; every move Zhang Xuan made was extremely difficult.

"Block him!"

Pressing his palm, breaking the spatial shackles, Zhang Xuan shouted.

"You rear-stabbed guy, if I don't kill you, I'm not Ding Ding..."

Hearing the order, Gold Origin Cauldron roared and charged over.

"You will die too!"

The two Qingtian Emperors' eyelids twitched, nearly exploding with rage.

Having just been stabbed in the rear, which was the greatest pain in his heart, the opponent actually shouted it out loud—utterly unforgivable!

One of them met the charge.

Boom boom boom!

The two clashed in battle.

Seeing that Gold Origin Cauldron had separated one, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, flipped his wrist, and a long spear appeared in his palm.

This weapon, like Ice Rain Sword, was also a low-grade saint artifact. There were many weapons obtained from the Qiuwu Palace, but all had lost their spirituality.

Crash!

He raised his arm and thrust the spear.

Zzzz!

Stabbing the air, it made a sound of piercing through the air.

Although Zhang Xuan rarely practiced with the spear, Zheng Yang's spear technique was taught by him after all. When he executed the Heavenly Dao spear technique, it was in no way inferior to his sword technique.

"Gugu gu!"

Seeing his spear thrust, the Qingtian Emperor did not dodge; his eyes narrowed, his nails grew rapidly, and with a light tap, he blocked the spear aura.

His nails were dark and sharp, probably a special weapon.

As the spear touched them, Zhang Xuan immediately felt a tremendous force surging toward him, and he retreated several steps again.

For anyone else, sustaining so many attacks would certainly result in severe injuries and weakening strength. But Zhang Xuan possessed Heavenly Dao qi, with extraordinary recovery ability; even if injured, he could recover quickly, so in the short term, his combat power was not greatly affected.

However, although Gold Origin Cauldron was at the same level as the Qingtian Emperor, without his guidance, it was certainly no match, and Ice Rain Sword was even less so...

If this continued, sooner or later, they would all be killed by the opponent.

"To be able to split out a clone, truly formidable!"

Taking a deep breath, he healed his internal injuries, retreated a few steps, and narrowed his eyes.

"Forcing me to split and create a clone, you... are doomed to die!"

The Qingtian Emperor gritted his teeth and charged again.

Still in the air, his palm chopped down from above.

His five nails were like five sword auras; before they even arrived, they seemed ready to tear a person apart.

Zhang Xuan shook his spear to block, while simultaneously using Traveler Without Boundaries to retreat dozens of meters away.

Whoosh whoosh!

No sooner had he left his spot than the opponent arrived again.

Having used the secret art, the Qingtian Emperor's speed was in no way inferior to his.

After retreating seven or eight times and changing direction several times, Zhang Xuan felt the hairs on his back stand up. He quickly turned and saw the other Qingtian Emperor had somehow appeared behind him.

Gold Origin Cauldron was now embedded upside down in the ground, its several legs twitching incessantly, as if it had been badly beaten by this guy and couldn't fight for a while.

Ice Rain Sword was also stuck in the ground, motionless, having lost even the will to vomit.

"You... split out a clone, a dignified sovereign, two against one... unfair!"

Slowly retreating, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth.

"Fair? You'll be fair when you're dead!" The two Qingtian Emperors' voices sounded simultaneously, with a cold sneer: "If you can split, you can use it too. Split out as many as you like; I don't mind!"

"I... don't know this secret art!" Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"Then don't blame me. Today, I'll crush you with my clone..."

A ferocious expression appeared on their faces; both Qingtian Emperors grinned savagely.

They simultaneously exerted their power, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze instantly. Zhang Xuan was like a bug trapped in amber, unable to move.

His inner qi seething, he used all his strength to leave the spot, but before he could fly far, the two sovereigns appeared before him again.

Bang!

A pain in his chest sent him flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall and embedding himself in it.

"Pfft!"

Struggling to fly out, Zhang Xuan seemed on the verge of falling from the air, appearing severely injured and about to die at any moment.

"At worst, we all die together..."

Feeling despair, Zhang Xuan roared, his inner qi suddenly surging, as if he intended to self-destruct.

"Want to self-destruct? Not so easy..."

The two Qingtian Emperors raised their palms, about to strike, but before their qi reached their fingertips, a pain struck their heads, and both heads exploded simultaneously.

Bang!

Like brilliant fireworks.

Then two fists extended from behind their necks.

"You..."

With his head blown off, the Qingtian Emperor seemed unable to believe it. His rolling eyes saw the figure who had ambushed him—none other than Zhang Xuan.

Then he saw the Zhang Xuan who was about to self-destruct stop, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Just a clone, acting all high and mighty. Who the hell doesn't have one or two?"