"Quite the power," he remarked.
"One can only say it's worthy of being the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, infused with the power of the Dead Rule."
"But it can kill even Immortals, so naturally, Mahayana Cultivators are nothing to it."
"However, the backlash is just too terrifying."
At this moment, Zhou Sui, who was on the island, felt the power of the Principle's backlash crushing down on him, striking his body.
Waves of death permeated his entire body, immediately shaking his body to its core, causing dense cracks all over, like shattered glass.
If he were an ordinary Union Cultivator, he would have died.
But he was merely a Clone, so it did not matter.
After all, it was not just one Clone that had been deployed this time, but many.
Losing just one Clone in exchange for slaying three Mahayana was quite the profit.
Whoosh!
Instantly, one Clone collapsed, fragmented, followed by the arrival of the second Clone in the same place.
It was as if no one had perished at all.
