Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

In fact, the corpse lying on the stage was a puppet body so realistic that it could be mistaken for a real one in terms of cause and effect.

At the moment when the bloody blade was pressed against his neck, sealing his inevitable death, the illusory world created a causal projection of this middle-aged man.

Then, under the control of the main body, the projection was transformed from the virtual to the real and refined into a puppet, which emerged from the surface of "reality".

The genuine goods, however, transform from the real to the virtual, falling into the "false" "causeless and effectless earthly body," and living the happy life they've always dreamed of.

Through the perfect fusion of the River of Oblivion, the vitality of plants and trees, and the AI ​​primordial spirit, this fake body possessed a genuine vitality indistinguishable from a living person, capable of deceiving even the most powerful and magical corpses.

The sorcerers of Wanye probably still don't know that all the living people they prey on are, without exception, transformed from "puppet bodies of the real and false worlds," and their life force is entirely transformed plant life force, which means they have eaten plant people.

All I can say is that the inherited supernatural powers of the Wangchuan Academy are really amazing; even Gao Haoguang praised them after using them.

On the dueling platform, Xia Jie let her thoughts wander while casually using a finger to block Gao Haoguang's sword strike.

As long as one concentrates their magical power at a sufficiently high level of perfection, even a minor supernatural power or dharma body can potentially accomplish this.

Xia Jie snapped out of her thoughts, dodging the radiant light of her natal magic weapon that followed closely behind the magic sword—

"The Sword to Break Through Delusion and Dispel Faith"

"Don't get in my way while I'm saving people, Gao Haoguang."

"Are you from the River of Oblivion?"

Gao Haoguang ignored Xia Jie's words and instead asked his own questions.

He was not blinded by anger; on the contrary, he became increasingly calm amidst his rage.

Having inherited Zhao Yan's memories, he quickly deduced from Xia Jie's bloody blade and her recognition of him that Xia Jie might be the successor of Wangchuan.

Yes and no.

Xia Jie bent down to dodge the iron fists of Hu Dasheng's two 'Thousand Machine Puppet Soldiers', and with a wave of her hand, she sprinkled more than a hundred drops of cursed blood, triggering the 'Second-Snatching Talisman' that Hai Shan had thrown at her ahead of time.

The blue time delay field of the second-seizing talisman futilely froze a few dozen drops of blood, while another thirty-seven drops of blood stretched into a line and rapidly sliced ​​towards the crowd still watching the excitement below the stage.

Blood mist burst forth from the crowd.

"Excellent, you've saved several more lives." Xia Jie's voice was very cheerful, as if she were doing something incredibly good, completely unconcerned about how incomprehensible it seemed to others.

"Damn!"

Hai Shan, his face grim, opened his "Guardian Umbrella" to block the incoming blood lines, and then threw a flock of paper cranes at Xia Jie.

"You call this saving lives?!"

Tiger Rope's eyes flashed with ferocity. As the most harmless disciple of the Thousand Machines Hall in the supernatural world, she was often taught by the hall master how to pretend to be fierce when she went out. At this moment, evil arose in her heart.

"Oh, that's not quite right~"

"By killing you, I am truly saving you from all the suffering in the world; though I kill you, I truly love you."

"Are you saying all this to provoke me, to unsettle me, so you can avenge Zhao Yan?"

Gao Haoguang appeared calm on the surface, but secretly used his hand behind his back to control the flying sword to launch a sneak attack from behind.

"It doesn't matter, forget about Zhao Yan, the Myriad Corpse Immortal is my main course..."

Before Xia Jie could finish speaking, she was struck by a bolt of lightning that fell from the sky and turned into black ash.

"It's divine retribution! Look, even the heavens can't stand it anymore!" The survivors, who had already run far away, cheered joyfully from a distance.

This is certainly not a punishment of the law of cause and effect. First, there is a real entity acting to deceive the causal perception. Second, the punishment of the law of cause and effect is invisible. Third, the annihilation of the punishment will be so thorough that not even ashes will be left. At least, a minor supernatural body will not leave any ashes.

Therefore, this is most likely the innate divine ability of the Great Divine Corpse Huang Liang, "Empty Shift Hand"!

Xia Jie's disrespectful remarks to Wan Ye were only a minor reason for Huang Liang's intervention. The main reason was that he didn't want Xia Jie to make too much of a fuss and attract the powerful divine beings who would interfere with the Dream Transmission Plan.

On a rooftop of a bookstore, two streets away from the dueling platform, Huang Liang, dressed as a scholar and still holding a book in his arms, withdrew his hand. Thinking he had Xia Jie dealt with, he was about to turn and leave.

"No need to hide anymore, Huang Liang. I advise you to spread the Plague Dream as soon as possible and summon the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries to deal with me. He will be your last chance to defeat me."

Xia Jie's voice rang out continuously throughout Dongting City, and tiny, scarlet drops of blood rolled out from various hidden corners.

Each drop of blood condensed into a Xia Jie the size of an ant, and then these blood clones simultaneously initiated blood core fission.

Then, the aura of 11,500 intermediate supernatural powers soared into the sky in Dongting City.

"Manager Jin, or rather, Mr. Pan Nan, you're no different. There's no need to hide anymore. Come and kill me, and then I'll kill you."

In the teahouse, a dark white fleshy mass, resembling a fish, a tadpole, or a seed with a dozen blood-red eyes and several large mouths with sharp fangs, suddenly separated from the head of Manager Jin, who was teaching Ergua to read.

Even though he restrained himself somewhat because Ergua was present, he still exuded an evil aura that sent chills down one's spine.

It is the second incarnation of Pan Nanjun, who is the form of non-self in the six lives and five lifetimes.

"Ergua is quite well-behaved. Take good care of her. This is an order, and it is the destiny I have given you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the Dharma Image flew into the sky amidst the horrified gazes of Manager Jin and Ergua.

Its original form, 'Pan Nanjun,' which was still recovering from its injuries, was also rushing over at full speed.

"Although it is called 'time of uncertain destiny,' the variable named Xia Jie is too abnormal and must be eliminated."

Pan Nanjun's "Selfless Dharma Form" overlooked the chaotic battle that raged throughout the city, with blood-red figures moving through the streets and alleys, staining everything in their path with blood.

He then looked at Huang Liang, who was being attacked by thousands of Daoist blood clones in the study.

"No, such an interesting variable should be put to my use!" He flicked the fleshy roots at the end of his tail and charged toward a blood clone that had been crippled by Huang Liang and whose aura had fallen back to that of a minor supernatural being.

All he needs to do is possess the body and look at the memories, and then all the variables will be revealed.

"Domain Expansion: Little Crimson Lotus Blood Prison"

"A natal supernatural power!?"

The selfless Dharma form was instantly swallowed up by the specially modified closed domain, and then the entire domain was compressed to the size of a sesame seed in an instant.

The Spell-Enchanted Version of the One-Inch House, Activated!

Black octagonal cage, start!

At the same time, a blood-red humanoid figure stepped back onto the dueling platform amidst the shocked and angry gazes of Gao Haoguang and the other two.

The streets surrounding the dueling arena were already filled with blood-red figures, and these figures grew larger with each passing second.

The largest of the blood shadows has grown to a height of sixteen meters, and its aura has stabilized at the peak of the Middle Divine Power realm.

Although these blood shadows are not very efficient at multiplying as clones of clones, they still have excess curse power to generate blood and increase their size.

"Celebrate, Gao Haoguang. The enemy won't wait for you to become stronger before they appear, but I will."

These medium-sized supernatural clones are all responsible for clearing the field, while I will only use this small supernatural clone to fight you.

If we win, we'll live.

Even if you lose, you can still live, but you'll have to live a different kind of life...

Before Xia Jie could finish speaking, the aura of a great supernatural power descended with a roar, and within seconds, all the blood clones on the entire street were shredded into bloody dust by fang-like blades.

"Are you alright, guys?"

A man with his hands tucked into his sleeves descended slowly from the sky, his sharp features like blades and his aura like a wolf. He was none other than Wu Yuanzhen, the current president of the Immortal Inquiry Society!

"Hey, hey, uncle, don't underestimate me!"

Hundreds of thousands of tiny summer mustard granules, each the size of an ant, emerged from the blood foam. With each passing moment, the size and aura of the summer mustard granules grew several times larger.

Before Gao Haoguang could take out the eight powerful magic talismans given to him by Jiang Mingzi, Wu Yuanzhen had already used his innate divine power "Hunting Immortals" and his innate magic weapon "Catching Immortals Rope".

This time, the cutting was imbued with magical fire, which slowly burned Xia Jie to ashes.

This time, Xia Jie did not regenerate, and the streets became quiet for a while.

Wu Yuanzhen, Gao Haoguang, Hai Shan, and Hu Dasheng remained vigilant, their brows furrowed as they sensed the ever-increasing, chilling magical energy field within the city.

Some of these magical fields even bordered on great supernatural powers.

Aside from them, the seekers of the Dharma in the city who had not yet been replaced by the puppets of the fake world were now drenched in sweat.

What does it mean that the number of seekers of the Dharma decreases the more they are attacked, while the number of blood clones increases and they become stronger the more they are attacked?

"I never expected him to be a seeker of Dharma of this caliber..."

One of the people who had witnessed the divine declaration fled all the way to the outskirts of the city. He looked back at the blood-red shadows that were relentlessly pursuing him, and his expression turned ferocious, as if he had made up his mind!

"Sir, please spare me! I have elderly parents and young children to support..." He chose to kneel down and beg for his life.

"Oh my god, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Then..." The nameless passerby looked up in surprise.

"Then I'm even more determined to rescue you from this misery!"

"Huh?" The nameless man left behind a single-word last message.

At least for the people of the real world, this is their last testament.

No one believes that the saying "dying young means going to enjoy life in the afterlife" will ever come true.

In Dongting City, the number of summer mustard plants multiplied like the proliferation of G, until it began to conform to the cockroach law—

When you spot a cockroach in the sunlight, there's already one lurking in a corner you can't see...

Yes, summer mustard is already everywhere in Dongting City.

With such a clear numerical advantage, Xia Jie could only cheer:

"Millions versus hundreds, the advantage is mine!"

In other words, Xia Jie won?

If Xia Jie had read the original work carefully, she would have found that it was clearly stated on page 19 of chapter 183 that there were at least a hundred powerful individuals from all over the world within a thousand miles of Huguang.

They all came for the battle of cause and effect.

Or rather, they originally came for the war of cause and effect.

Xia Jie forgot one thing: besides the island lord Hai Zhengfeng, there are three other powerful warriors on the three islands of Penglai.

The abbot of Fangzhang Island, the lord of Yingzhou Island, and the living treasure that does not rely on photosynthesis but feeds on other people's time—the Great Longevity Material!

And there's also the innate divine power that the future Demon Lord of the Unparalleled Law, Gao Haoguang, was preordained to possess—

A past life that is both alive and dead.

So, in the end, will Xia Jie be humbled by the Supreme Myriad Laws Sword, or will Xia Jie defeat the entire world single-handedly?

No one could have known in advance.

This is the true "time of uncertain destiny" that transcends the control of causality.

This is the real 'battle of cause and effect'.

This is the 'unpredictable stage of fate' where even Xia Jie herself doesn't know the ending.