"Boy, consider it your honor to witness my Martial Soul."
After unleashing his Martial Soul, the ugly man's lips curled into a chilling smile, his face filled with utter confidence.
As he sneered, the shadow Martial Soul above his head instantly enveloped him like a thin veil.
In the next moment, the ugly man's figure suddenly blurred. With a faint hiss, his body split from one into two, then from two into four, until four identical figures were floating in the sky.
'What kind of Martial Soul is this?'
Ye Xuan was slightly startled. 'It split him into four instantly?'
Ye Xuan had already scanned the ugly man with his Profound Sense, but even so, he couldn't distinguish which of the four figures was real and which were fakes.
Ye Xuan immediately unleashed his own Soul Sense, which was at the Peak of Seventh Grade. But it was the same; he still couldn't tell which of the four was real and which were fakes.
'Impossible!'
