After sending out 10 billion talisman papers through the void to various places in the Immortal River Continent, the young man sitting on the bed breathed a sigh of relief.
"I am Wu Chang'an, no, I am now Wu Tao."
"I, Wu Tao, have 11 billion clones spread across this continent, each with my aura, and looking and bloodline exactly the same as me. Let's see who can tell the difference?"
"Even if someone with heavenly sight hunts me down, they may be able to kill one of me, but could they kill 11 billion of me?"
"While my real self is hidden in this barren North Sea small sect as an outer sect menial disciple using an alias, let's see who can find me!"
"Hahahaha..."
Thinking of this foolproof scheme, even someone as cautious as Wu Chang'an couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Just then, Yun Wu's shout came from outside.
"Wu Tao junior brother, the sect has a new junior brother who will be staying with you."
"Alright, no problem."
Wu Tao responded and went to greet them.
Just as he walked to the door, he bumped into the two people coming in, caught unprepared.
Wu Chang'an looked up.
He froze.
The smile on his face also instantly froze.
Yi Feng's devilish face enlarged in his pupils.
Sss!
This glance directly made Wu Chang'an's soul fly away, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
This person...
How did he find this place?
Fear spread in Wu Chang'an's heart, and a strong sense of crisis made his pores stand up.
However, just as Wu Chang'an froze there, Yi Feng walked over to him with a smile.
He stretched out his palm.
"Brother Wu Tao, nice to meet you."
This smile made Wu Chang'an's scalp tingle.
Such a sinister smile.
As if telling him, you can't escape my palm.
Yes!
This person is truly too terrifying.
He never imagined that his 11 billion distracting phantom formations could be seen through by this person with a glance, who then crossed millions of miles to accurately find his real self. This kind of terrifying strength simply exceeded Wu Chang'an's imagination.
"What to do, what to do?"
Wu Chang'an's eyeballs rolled.
A frontal breakthrough was impossible. It seemed he could only escape using the prepared teleportation array.
Thinking of this, Wu Chang'an let out a breath.
Luckily, besides the 11 billion clones' illusion formations, he had other plans as well.
Long before he entered Qingniu Sect, he had set up a teleportation array in this courtyard to guard against such unexpected events.
And now it seemed this teleportation array would come into use.
Unintentionally, he glanced at the small flower pot placed at the door side.
Right.
This flower pot contained the teleportation array he had set up.
He only needed to activate it by getting close and he could instantly teleport away.
Even more unimaginable was the fact that this teleportation array of his was single-use - once activated, it would immediately self-destruct.
This way, even if he teleported away, Yi Feng would have no way to trace and follow him through the array.
"Peng!"
Just then, an abrupt sound came from the side.
This sound was extremely pleasant to Wu Chang'an's ears.
Ah!
Wu Chang'an's whole body trembled, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart. He suddenly shifted his gaze over.
He instantly discovered that his lifesaving flower pot...
Had toppled over.
Along with an inconspicuous flash of golden light, the teleportation array activated, teleporting away only a passing mosquito.
The next moment, the teleportation array had already extinguished.
Destroyed.
"Oh."
"I'm so sorry, I bumped into it accidentally."
Yi Feng hurriedly propped the flower pot back up, with an apologetic look all over his face, "Luckily, luckily the flower pot didn't break."
However.
Wu Chang'an almost cried.
Fear had already spread all over his body to his scalp.
After so many years, this was the first time he felt his death crisis reach 100%.
Demon.
This was simply a demon.
"Well, I still have things to do, so I won't go in. You are fellow sect brothers, so cultivate your relationship well." Yun Wu instructed at the side.
"Alright Sister Yun Wu, don't worry I will cultivate my relationship well with Brother Wu Tao." Yi Feng said with a smile.
These words rang in Wu Chang'an's ears, making his teeth grind loudly.
Who wants to cultivate any relationship with you!
He couldn't help but roar inwardly.
Sweat rolled down his forehead uncontrollably.
No.
I can't give up.
I finally managed to survive over twenty years in this world, if I survive another ten thousand years I can become invincible. I absolutely can't just give up like this.
Since this person didn't kill me immediately for whatever reason, it will be my chance no matter what.
Also, my arrangements are not limited to this place alone.
As long as I seize any opportunity, I can escape from here.
Thinking this, Wu Chang'an calmed down a little.
"Oh, Brother Wu Tao actually knows how to play chess too."
Just then, Yi Feng discovered the unfinished chess game placed on the stone table by the door.
Upon hearing this, Wu Chang'an, who had just calmed down a bit, stared fiercely.
Here...
He had discovered this place too?
Just as he was praying that Yi Feng wouldn't see anything amiss, Yi Feng moved a chess piece with his hand, changing the board position.
"This can't even be considered an unfinished game. You see, with this move, the game is over." Yi Feng smiled smugly, extremely proud of himself for effortlessly ending the game.
Wu Chang'an instead slumped down sitting on the floor.
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