406: Chapter 406 Fatal Flaw

[A middle-aged Cultivator behind you suddenly stepped forward, the veins on his forehead bulging:]

["Clan Uncle! As descendants of the Liu Clan, why should we fear death?! Please, Clan Uncle, take action and slay this scoundrel!"]

["That's right!" Another young Disciple's face flushed red as his whole body trembled. "Even if we must perish with him, we will never allow him to insult the Liu Clan's reputation!"]

["Please, Clan Uncle, take action!"]

["Please, Clan Uncle, take action!"]

["Please, Clan Uncle, take action!"]

[The call was met with a hundred responses.]

[On this spirit boat where you stood, the Liu Clan members who were previously cowering in terror now seemed like ignited dry wood, standing up one after another.]

[With bloodshot eyes and clenched fists, their determination to cast aside life and death transformed into wave after wave of shouting.]

[Impassioned and stirring.]

[Viewing death as a return home.]

[You listened quietly, your expression showing no ripples.]

[Just then—]

["Clang!"]

[A crisp sound of clashing metal exploded beside you.]

[You turned your head and lowered your gaze.]

[A little girl, not even reaching your waist, held a spirit sword that was completely disproportionate to her size, hacking fiercely at your protective Sword Intent.]

[The sword blade shattered.]

[Her small body was forced back by the counter-shock, causing her to stagger, yet she gritted her teeth and refused to retreat a single step. She tilted her face up, staring fixedly at you.]

[Those eyes were as clear as water, without a trace of fear.]

[There was only hate.]

[A pure, reckless, child-like hate.]

[You looked at her.]

[She looked back at you, holding the half-broken sword. Her small chest heaved violently, yet she stubbornly refused to take half a step back.]

[Your brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.]

[That look... that pure, clear hatred without any Impurities—]

[You closed your eyes briefly, then opened them again.]

[You turned your face away, no longer looking at her. You cast your gaze back toward the sky, toward the ashen-faced Liu Suifeng.]

[The gale whistled, making your robes flutter loudly.]

[You didn't speak either.]

[You were waiting.]

[Waiting for an opportunity.]

[Liu Suifeng also frowned slightly, glancing at his daughter, then at the Liu Clan members who were prepared to die.]

[Ultimately, he gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty:]

["Fine."]

[Before his voice even faded, he looked at you, his gaze becoming cold as a blade.]

[That look carried endless rage and killing intent.]

["Ten Directions Void."]

[His body shook violently—]

[Ten figures split from his body simultaneously!]

[The ten Clones did not surround you to attack, but instead teleported to ten positions—]

[East, South, West, North, Southeast, Northeast, Southwest, Northwest, Above, and Below!]

[Ten fingers moved in unison, and the Laws of the ten directions resonated!]

[The circular space centered on you was completely locked down at this moment!]

[This space, isolated by Void Power, seemed to become Liu Suifeng's absolute Domain.]

[Here, he was the heavens, he was the earth, he was the Dominator of all Laws.]

[You had nowhere to run.]

[Nowhere to hide.]

[Nowhere to block.]

[On the spirit boat, the Liu Clan members looked up at this scene. There was no longer a trace of panic in their eyes, only absolute pride.]

[—This was their Liu Clan's Void Refining Cultivator.]

[—How could a mere Soul Transformation stage possibly block this?]

[You looked up at those ten figures as towering as gods, looking at this completely isolated space.]

[Then, you smiled.]

[It wasn't a bitter smile, nor a tragic one.]

[It was the kind of relieved smile one has after waiting a long time and finally getting what they wanted.]

["Liu Suifeng."]

[You spoke, your voice calm yet exceptionally clear:]

["You have made a fatal mistake."]

[You didn't say the following words—if your true body had struck with full force, I might have only been able to flee.]

[But in front of me, splitting your strength to condense Clones is simply seeking death.]

[Liu Suifeng did not know your true strength, and he frowned slightly.]

[He only knew that Void Refining Clones, monopolizing space and isolating teleportation, were the bane of Soul Transformation Cultivators.]

[After all, a Soul Transformation Cultivator's strongest life-saving method was teleportation.]

[Only by using Clones to lock the ten directions and isolate the space could one easily kill a Soul Transformation Cultivator within the Ten Directions Trap.]

[Furthermore—as long as the Clones were not destroyed, the main body would not be harmed; the more Clones there were, the greater the chance of victory.]

[But he was wrong!]

[You, a Soul Transformation Cultivator, were different from others.]

[You were a special case!]

[You were an anomaly!]

[With a faint smile, you slowly raised your hand, palm upward, fingers loosely curled.]

[Simultaneously carrying an Aura that looked down upon the world, you said coldly:]

["Can your Clones block a single sword strike of mine?"]

[Before your voice even faded,]

[The first one, a golden light of ten thousand feet.]

[immortal slaying sword (Gold)—Majestic as heavenly punishment, the sword body entwined with the Law Power that governs all techniques; wherever the sword tip pointed, all techniques retreated.]

[The second one, crimson flames incinerating the heavens.]

[immortal slaying sword (Fire)—The Red Lotus Karmic Fire condensed into substance; before the sword even struck, the Sword Intent capable of incinerating the Divine Soul already began to melt the Law boundaries of the Void Cage.]

[The third one, purple lightning of annihilation.]

[immortal slaying sword (Lightning)—Destruction and rebirth intertwined, the sword body wrapped in the first bolt of lightning from the dawn of Chaos; where its Aura passed, even space itself did not dare to obstruct it, moving aside on its own.]

[Three swords emerged together.]

[Three Talents Soul Slaughter.]

[Simultaneously, the power of the Spotless Sword Body within you burned completely, the power of the Dao Patterns erupting like a volcano. The power of the Sword Law at Perfection poured out without reservation at this moment!]

[No techniques.]

[No variations.]

[Only the purest, most direct, and most overbearing—]

[Slash!]

[The three immortal slaying swords turned into three streaks of world-destroying light, each locking onto one of Liu Suifeng's Clones!]

[Fast!]

[So fast it surpassed the capture of Divine Sense and the limits of Law reaction!]

[Not only that, to ensure absolute success.]

[With a thought—the xuantian treasure mirror accelerated time for you.]

[This allowed you—to turn a reactive move into a proactive strike.]

[The initiative was instantly in your hands.]

[Liu Suifeng's pupils shrank. He vaguely sensed something, and a bad feeling surged in his heart.]

[He instinctively commanded the ten Clones to defend, dodge, and counterattack all at once—]

[But—it was useless.]

[With his abilities, he could not dodge or block the Power of the Great Dao channeled by the immortal slaying swords.]

[Furthermore, the move Three Talents Soul Slaughter specifically targeted the invisible thread between the Clones and the main body.]

[It didn't just attack the Clones; it struck directly at the Origin!]

[Buzz—!!!]

[The three swords hit their targets!]

[The moment the three Clones came into contact with the sword light, they didn't even have time to crumble before their connection with the main body was forcibly severed!]

[The remaining Clones instantly dissipated on their own. And Liu Suifeng's main body at the core of the formation—]

["Pfft!"]

[A mouthful of blood sprayed out wildly!]

[His body swayed violently, and the Void Cage that was originally as stable as a mountain developed irreversible cracks at this moment!]

[He raised his hand to clutch his chest. The piercing pain that penetrated both his Physical Body and Primordial Spirit made it nearly impossible for him to remain standing.]

[He raised his head and stared fixedly at you, horror appearing in his eyes for the first time.]

["You..." His voice was hoarse, carrying an unbelievable tremble.]