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.

your shadow clones draw energy from your real body, Jared, but mine don’t consume even a shred of

sinister laugh, Berthold waved his hand grandly

their longswords, the ghost- masked robed figures charged directly

clones began fighting Berthold’s

Jared realized that these weren’t

had just crushed must have been

Ghost Mask Sect, it would

the Ethereal Realm were already a rare breed. The number of people capable of setting up a

the Ghost Mask Sect did have one, it was still impossible for them to transport this many people here

plausible explanation was that these ghost-masked robed figures were some sort

back then. It seems like the Ghost Mask Sect is especially skilled in nurturing

Jared retracted his shadow clones. while simultaneously

his entire consciousness

comprehend what he was up to. What is he doing, recalling his shadow clones and dispersing

he’s using his spiritual sense

the thought of

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