332: Ximen, you're already exhausted after just two moves?

"Ximen, learn something. Look at Prince Duan; even under such a terrifying ultimate move, he remains calm and composed. Unlike you—after just two moves, you're completely spent." Lu Xiaofeng looked at Duan Zhengchun's figure with a face full of emotion.

He felt great admiration in his heart. He rarely respected anyone, but Duan Zhengchun was definitely one of them, the strongest existence among everyone he knew.

"Lu Xiaoji, is Prince Duan using the heavenly demon zither?" Hua Manlou asked Lu Xiaofeng beside him curiously.

"Indeed, that should be the heavenly demon zither. However, what kind of method did Prince Duan use? Why is there an identical figure beside him?"

"Could it be the legendary External Incarnation? Holy crap, has Prince Duan already achieved Immortal Ascension?" Lu Xiaofeng only just realized.

Beside Duan Zhengchun was an identical figure performing the same actions as him, even the heavenly demon zither in its hands was the same.

What kind of skill was this? To actually have such an effect.

They had all seen it just now: two Duan Zhengchuns attacking together, both performing the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms at the same time.

Even the power unleashed was the same, equivalent to the combined might of two Duan Zhengchuns attacking.

"What? Two Prince Duans? Lu Xiaoji, are you sure there's nothing wrong with your eyes?" Hua Manlou frowned and looked at Lu Xiaofeng in confusion.

"Is this the kind of thing one jokes about? Everyone is watching. Can't you even tell from the sound of the zither?" Lu Xiaofeng shrugged and looked at Hua Manlou.

Hua Manlou frowned and listened carefully, but what reached his ears was indeed only one zither sound.

Could there be something wrong with his ears?

"Old Hua, Lu Xiaoji isn't wrong. There are indeed two identical Prince Duans."

"Moreover, both of their movements are identical. It's very similar to the legendary External Incarnation." West Gate Blowing Snow's cold voice rang out.

At this, a look of horror appeared on Hua Manlou's face.

Two identical people... could it really be an External Incarnation?

Not just them, everyone on the city wall was shocked. They had never seen such a bizarre method.

To actually have two identical people with identical movements and everything.

They had never heard of any Cultivation Technique with such an effect. This kind of method was likely something only the legendary Immortals could achieve.

"Holy crap, just how strong is my brother? He even has this kind of method?"

"Is this still my playboy brother?" The Emperor's eyes widened in shock as he watched everything unfold.

"Could... could this really be an External Incarnation?" Daoist Mu looked at Duan Zhengchun in shock.

Other than an External Incarnation, he couldn't find any other reason to explain what was happening before his eyes.

What was Prince Duan's true identity? Could he be a Banished Immortal's Reincarnation? Otherwise, how could he explain having such strength at such a young age?

And such terrifying methods to boot.

"An idol! Prince Duan is my idol!"

"To think Prince Duan would have such a method. This is comparable to an Immortal." Song Qingshu's eyes shone, and he trembled with excitement as he looked at Duan Zhengchun.

"A figure like Prince Duan is unprecedented. I've never heard of anyone with such terrifying strength," Eldest Martial Brother said, nodding with emotion.

"Indeed. Even Master doesn't possess methods like Prince Duan's," Second Martial Brother agreed.

As they spoke, the sound of the zither stopped.

The identical figure beside Duan Zhengchun also vanished.

"How was it? This Prince is still quite benevolent. To be able to hear my zither before you die, you all are truly fortunate."

"Alright, you now have the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn. After that, you can all go see your ancestors together."

"Cherish your final moments." Duan Zhengchun looked at the army below with a playful expression.

The Great General Zhenyuan of the Jin Kingdom snapped out of it, looking at Duan Zhengchun in confusion, and then checked his own body.

Finding no issues at all, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at Duan Zhengchun with a mocking expression.

"Heh, Duan Zhengchun, you talk big. 'The time for a stick of incense to burn'?"

"I'm perfectly fine right now. I think you're at your wit's end and are just putting on a bluff, aren't you?"

"Don't let him deceive you! Killing people with just the sound of a zither? That's simply impossible."

"Men, fire! Kill this bastard!" Great General Zhenyuan roared, giving the order directly.

Hearing the general's words, all the soldiers present checked their bodies, and indeed, there were no problems at all.

They no longer hesitated, immediately nocking their arrows and launching an attack on Duan Zhengchun.

Seeing the actions of the Jin soldiers below, Duan Zhengchun shook his head helplessly.

"Sigh, I gave you all a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

"Since that's the case, there's nothing more to be done."

Facing the volley of arrows, Duan Zhengchun did not dodge, sitting calmly in mid-air.

Unfortunately, the range of the arrows was limited; they couldn't reach Duan Zhengchun at all.

Bang, bang, bang...

As the arrows fell, a horrifying scene appeared.

Those who had attacked earlier exploded right where they stood.

This bizarre scene immediately caused all the Jin soldiers present to show expressions of terror. This time, they turned and fled without hesitation.

Where would they have ever encountered such a bizarre thing?

Those soldiers who had inexplicably exploded just now didn't even know how they had suddenly died.

The soldiers who were still alive already understood that they had been deceived by their general.

What do you mean 'nothing's wrong'? Is this what you call 'nothing's wrong'?

This is simply a case of 'one try and you're dead.'

However, something even more terrifying happened next.

Those Jin soldiers who desperately turned to desert didn't even run far before they also exploded.

Great General Zhenyuan watched the soldiers exploding one after another around him. His face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were filled with terror.

His body couldn't stop trembling.

He was wrong. He was truly wrong.

His mistake was not having enough understanding of Martial Artists. Someone like this—never mind an army of four hundred thousand—even the combined military strength of an entire Imperial Dynasty would likely be no match.

Only then did he suddenly remember that this was a world that revered martial arts, where Martial Artists held a unique status in every Imperial Dynasty.

Seeing hundreds of thousands die in an instant, Great General Zhenyuan completely panicked.

He immediately dismounted to kneel and beg for mercy. However, after taking only a few steps, his entire body suddenly stiffened. He looked up at the sky with a face full of disbelief.

A hint of regret flashed in his eyes, and in the next second, he exploded on the spot.

The Eight Tones of the Heavenly Dragon was a Sonic Wave Technique that completely ignored defenses. No matter how strong one's martial arts were, they couldn't block it. Of course, it wasn't that it was impossible to resist.

Those with great strength could resist it somewhat, weakening the effect of the Eight Tones Piercing Heart. However, that was only for the strong.

And this 'strong' person had to be even stronger than the caster. As for the ordinary soldiers before him, they couldn't resist it at all.

A series of explosions rang out. This bizarre scene terrified the remaining soldiers so much that their hearts and galls nearly split.

Some were even scared to death before the Eight Tones of the Heavenly Dragon could even be triggered.