Chapter 222: Chapter 214 Mess Up_2
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Under Wang Xu’s blade, one by one, the clones were severely injured and then turned to ashes.
Using this advantage, Wang Xu slaughtered them on a large scale, but he himself was in a difficult situation. Facing the simultaneous attack of tens of thousands of clones, Wang Xu relied on Endless Life, fighting stubbornly.
"Fortunately, these clones have no War Soldiers, otherwise I would have been ground to dust long ago." Wang Xu thought to himself.
Though Wang Xu only endured part of the attack from tens of thousands of Void Chaos Realm strikes, each hit nearly made him cough up blood. One must know, the War Soldiers used by these clones were the most basic energy-based War Soldiers, their power nearly ineffective. If they wielded real War Soldiers, even Void Warriors, Wang Xu would be obliterated into pieces.
Without War Soldiers, without Battle Armor, these clones depended solely on brute force, and it was precisely because of this that Wang Xu managed to hold on. Any more than that, and Wang Xu would have torn the map on the spot.
The Immortal Saint Venerable lay leisurely by the side, watching Wang Xu battle with tens of thousands of clones, nodding approvingly.
"This guy is quite good, Initial White Hole Level... Eh, right, what was the White Hole Level test left by the Lord again?" The Immortal Saint Venerable thought to himself and took out a crisp, clean sheet of paper from his pocket.
On the white paper, a few lines of small characters were written. After a moment of staring, the Immortal Saint Venerable couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"This blunder seems to have gotten a bit out of hand."
On the white paper, the White Hole Level test clearly stated: Fight ten beyond Invincible White Hole Level clones, succeed to obtain the first volume of "Formless Sacred Image."
Fight a hundred beyond Invincible White Hole Level clones, succeed to obtain the second volume of "Formless Sacred Image."
Fight a thousand beyond Invincible White Hole Level clones, succeed to obtain the third volume of "Formless Sacred Image."
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Fight a hundred Initial Chaos Universe Realm clones, succeed to obtain the ninth volume of "Formless Sacred Image."
However, now, Wang Xu is facing tens of thousands of Void Chaos Realm clones!
"This matter... I’ll have to handle it this way." The Immortal Saint Venerable looked deeply at Wang Xu, then forcefully stuffed the white paper back into his pocket, turned around, and no longer watched Wang Xu.
If Wang Xu got to know all of this now, he would likely go berserk immediately.
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"Pfft!" Wang Xu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his entire body drenched in blood, but his eyes shone brightly and determinedly. The White Jade Long Saber in hand twisted, piercing through a clone’s chest, fiercely stirred, and the clone completely crumbled away.
Endless Saber, Endless Fire, Endless Sword, Endless Life.
With the four great Endless powers working together, Wang Xu barely managed to survive such a ferocious and terrifying assault. For any other Cosmic Martial Artist, even those in the Mixed Universe Realm, they would have long perished in despair.
"Kill!" Endless Life repaired Wang Xu’s body as he gritted his teeth, holding his blood in, angrily wielding the White Jade Long Saber.
Whoosh!
A billowing sea of flames spewed out, momentarily holding back the clones behind. Taking this opportunity, Wang Xu swung his saber three more times, dispatching three clones.
As time slowly passed, the number of clones gradually decreased, and Wang Xu’s pressure also began to lessen.
Nine thousand clones... Eight thousand clones... Seven thousand clones... Six thousand clones...
The Mysterious Flame swirled madly, absorbing and tearing at the Cosmic Energy, while the hazy green glow within Wang Xu continuously lingered, persistently repairing Wang Xu’s body. Wang Xu navigated among the many clones, swinging his saber.
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Thus, who knows how much time passed, but the number of clones gradually dwindled, and Wang Xu’s complexion also paled.
Although the clone count reduced, easing Wang Xu’s burden, the latent ailments on his body grew increasingly numerous.
Unlike the White Hole Level, the attacks at the Mixed Universe Realm carried a trace of the Cosmic Law flowing within.
A single trace of the Cosmic Law might not harm Wang Xu, but the accumulating Cosmic Laws on his body increased the damage considerably. Once it reached a certain point, even Endless Life couldn’t repair it.
On Wang Xu’s back, arm, and thigh, three areas had accumulated considerable Cosmic Law, erupting instantly with blood streaming, even Endless Life couldn’t swiftly heal them. The wounds multiplied, and Wang Xu’s face turned even paler.
"Enough!" Suddenly, at that moment, the Immortal Saint Venerable spoke.
The remaining three thousand clones suddenly retreated, and Wang Xu’s form staggered, almost toppling in the void.
Given Wang Xu’s current state, while he might manage to continue enduring, as the Law wounds on him increased, the ensuing battles would become increasingly challenging. Wang Xu himself was uncertain whether he could last until the end.
"You’ve already reached your breaking point." The Immortal Saint Venerable spoke, his tone now absent of the initial mockery, his expression solemn.
Seeing this, Wang Xu thought he had failed the test, and his expression changed, saying, "Senior, I can still hold on, let’s continue the test. As long as I defeat... Uh!"
As Wang Xu spoke, another Law wound erupted within him, causing flesh and blood to burst open. Wang Xu spewed a large mouthful of blood, his form shaking, nearly collapsing.
This time, even Endless Life was powerless. The Law wounds were quite bizarre; while Endless Life could heal them, it required more time than usual injuries, making it difficult for Wang Xu to recover quickly.
For a moment, Wang Xu’s gaze drifted vaguely, then refocused on the Immortal Saint Venerable, weakly speaking through a mouthful of blood, "I can still continue fighting, it’s alright."
"No need, the test has already ended." The Immortal Saint Venerable said solemnly.
Wang Xu’s eyes dimmed, coughing out two mouthfuls of blood. Was the hard-earned opportunity for Ancient Inheritance lost just like that?
"Your strength is impressive, meeting the Lord’s requirements. Take this volume of ’Formless Sacred Image.’" The solemn voice of the Immortal Saint Venerable reached him, and Wang Xu, stunned, soon showed a look of euphoria.
He passed!
The test was passed!
Wang Xu accepted a piece of white paper, examined it carefully, but only moments later, his face turned livid, his mouth twitching.
Only then did the Immortal Saint Venerable realize he had given the wrong item. His old face turned red, and he coughed to feign composure, saying, "Wrong, this is it." He once more reached into his pocket and a block of cyan Crystal Jade floated out.
At the moment Wang Xu saw the white paper, he realized, no wonder the Immortal Saint Venerable said he passed the test. The White Hole Level test was actually not about battling tens of thousands of clones. Simply dispatching a hundred Initial Chaos Universe Realm clones would have earned him all nine volumes of the "Formless Sacred Image" Secret Scripture.
He got absolutely pranked by the sacred image before him! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on .)