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Pei Feng listened attentively for a moment and then suddenly shook his head. An indescribably bitter and bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

'Shadow 'had also successfully broken through the shackles of the first attempt and stepped into the second layer of the' Nine Devil Shadows Technique '…

He had always been thinking about breaking through all three at the same time, but who would have thought that … His two clones had successfully broken through one after another, but his original body had fallen behind.

However, there was no other way.

Under such a critical situation, he had to put his life on the line to save himself.

Breaking through all three of them was simply too difficult. Without full confidence, it was almost impossible to do so!

If he did not step into Innate Stage, wanting to defeat Nie Canghai in the October battle was practically a fantasy!

Unless... Relying on his indestructible confidence, he risked his life to fight against him, regardless of the consequences, forcing himself into a life and death situation!

If he couldn't break it, then this battle with him would be the perfect opportunity to break through the shackles of his cultivation and step into the Innate Stage in one go!

In his previous life, at the Immortal and Devil Realm, in the early stage of demonic cultivation, Pei Feng had wandered the border of life and death countless of times.

To be able to turn the tide of battle just like that … Even if it was in terms of Immortal and Devil Realm, besides the extremely terrifying Blood Demon Sacred Ancestor who was almost unassailable, there was probably no one else who could compare to him!

Patriarch Bloodfiend was an absolute monster; he was a supreme existence who had taken a completely different path.

In his previous life, almost all of the breakthroughs he made during his cultivation relied on sudden enlightenment in the face of life and death.

Before Patriarch Blood Demon became the supreme expert of the Devil Realm, his opponent … He would always be an opponent that was far stronger than him, an opponent that could annihilate him with a wave of his hand.

This was a cultivation method unique to Blood Demon Sacred Ancestral – standing in the Eternal Realm, begging for death everywhere, rebirth countless times after death, borrowing the great pain of life and death to wildly temper one's own demonic heart with great despair and torment, finally breaking through the shackles!

Now that Pei Feng's Tao of Devil Blood had been completed, with the help of his predecessors and descendants, he also possessed the capital to cultivate at an extreme level like the Blood Demon Sacred Ancestor. However, his nature was different from the Blood Demon Sacred Ancestor's, he would definitely not follow the path of the Blood Demon Sacred Ancestor to verify his own Tao of Devil Blood.

He had to walk his own path of cultivation.

He would definitely learn from the extreme cultivation methods of the Blood Demon Sect's Ancestor, but he would never completely follow through on them.

He looked around the Sea of Devils, then took a glance at the Blood Marrow Crystal Coffin that had been shattered into pieces. Without stopping, he flew up and headed towards the Demon Mansion's Main Hall.

Almost at the same time he moved, a blood-colored figure also followed him from the sky above the Sea of Devils towards the Demon Mansion's main hall.

In the depths of the Sea of Devils, another gloomy and hazy figure slowly revealed itself as well. It started moving as fast as lightning.

"..."

In the middle of the Demon Mansion's great hall …

Pei Feng stood tall, quietly sweeping his eyes over the huge black knight and the other alchemy puppets, as well as the Allogyne that he had plundered earlier.

Four Refined Chopping Spirit … It was very important for him to carefully plan out how to forge it.

In reality, every time a Chopping Spirit was forged, it was extremely important, because it would directly affect the process of forging for a long period of time to come. In the end, the amount of forging a Chopping Spirit could achieve would have to be refined.

Pei Feng had put a lot of effort into finding this lifeblood weapon after his rebirth, so he was willing to invest almost all of it into his Allogyne reserves.

His goal was very simple — to turn the Chopping Spirit into a peerless divine weapon that could intimidate the world and truly intimidate Ling Tian!

"These two drops of blood essence are yours now. All the bones in the hall that you have set your eyes on have been devoured as well."

Two drops of bright yellow blood essence flew towards the figure that was slowly approaching from behind him. "In the next thirty days, I want you to focus on cultivation in the Sea of Devils. I want you to fully comprehend the second stage's mental cultivation method and sacred art."

"I won't force you to ask for anything else, the Devil Blood Clone … Before I fight Nie Canghai, I must reach at least six.0

Swallowing the two pieces of Nie Canghai's blood essence into his stomach, the figure behind him suddenly roared out and began to tremble violently.

After a long while, he panted as he straightened his body and replied in a low voice, "Understood, benzun."

Although the words were slurred, the meaning was very clear.

Pei Feng turned around and looked at him with a silver glint in his eyes.

The figure standing behind him … The face was the exact same as his!

The only difference was that his opponent's skin was as pale as snow. His pupils were blood-red, and his face was covered with strange, blood-red tendons.

In addition, his facial features, demeanor, height, build, hair style, clothes … It was exactly the same, almost exactly the same!

Not far away, a ferocious roar sounded out as another figure slowly walked to his front.

He had successfully broken through the shackles and stepped into the second layer of the « Nine Devil Shadows Secret Art ». Now, not only was the "Shadow" aura violent and vigorous, but its appearance had also undergone a shocking transformation!

Previously at Shaolin Temple, the appearance of "Shadow" had garnered a lot of attention and speculation; because in terms of height, build, hair style, and manners, "Shadow" and Pei Feng were too similar!

But now, if 'Shadow' were to appear again in public … It would have to be real!

The current "shadow" was the same as the "blood": facial features, demeanor, height, build, hair style, clothes … It was exactly the same as Pei Feng!

The only difference was their blood-red eyes and pitch-black skin color.

Pei Feng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Shadow, who now looked exactly the same as him, then he looked at Blood, whose skin was pale like a pair of twins.

Whether it was "Blood" or "Shadow", the challenge to Nie Canghai in October would definitely appear. At that time, it would definitely cause a huge commotion in all directions!

It would be unjustifiable if he did not continue to explain.

The problem is, how do we round this thing up... I need to think about it.

"During this month, the two of you, one on each side, will go into seclusion and cultivate in preparation for the October battle."

Pei Feng stared at the two of them and said lightly, "The demonic energy in the Sea of Devils should be able to sustain your cultivation for at least a year. Right now, the Blood Demon Avatar is the most important clone, so all the resources I have obtained from the outside world before the October battle are given to the 'blood' to devour. "

Unexpectedly, Shadow didn't show any signs of protest. He only looked at him and gave him a slight nod.

Pei Feng's heart was moved — this was the sign that his wild and primal nature had been gradually retracted and his humanity had recovered!

"Can you speak human language?"

"Understood, benzun."

It was also a vague but clear answer.

"Do you have any objections to my decision just now?"

"No, everything will be done according to this sovereign's wishes."

Pei Feng stared at the "shadow" that seemed to be a completely different person. The corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up into a faint smile.

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