I Have Countless Clones

Hiss! Hiss!

Before the blood-red snake got close, Lin Shen already caught its fishy smell.

Lin Shen’s expression didn’t change. He raised his hand slightly, and a blazing white lightning bolt instantly shot out. With a crack, it blasted the blood-red snake into a bloody mist that filled the sky.

Seeing this, Yi Sufeng couldn’t help but let out a little cry.

Although she didn’t use her full strength, this attack wasn’t something that an ordinary Bright Aperture Stage cultivator with seven or eight meridians could withstand.

Moreover, it was obvious that Lin Shen hadn’t used his full strength!

Even so, not only wouldn’t Yi Sufeng give up, but she was also excited.

“Although he isn’t a female cultivator, if I refine him into a Soul Pearl and feed it to my rakshasa demonesses, their cultivation should be able to increase by quite a bit!”

Apart from obtaining the Mystic Essence Liquid, Yi Sufeng had another purpose in coming to Xuandu Mountain. She wanted to collect the souls of cultivators and put them into the Rakshasa Mirror to increase its power.

During the Xuandu Meeting, the mountain-guarding array was activated. The cultivators on Xuandu Mountain couldn’t leave before the end of the month. Therefore, many unorthodox itinerant cultivators or members of the heretic sects took this opportunity to enter the mountain to kill and take souls to refine evil techniques or heretic instruments

Yi Sufeng was one of them.

In her early years, she obtained a profound armament called the Rakshasa Mirror.

This mirror could trap the souls of living people, regardless of their gender.

If a beautiful female cultivator’s soul was taken in, it could be refined into a rakshasa demoness and used in battles.

Cultivators with ordinary looks could be thrown into the Soul Transformation Pool in the mirror and refined into soul pearls for the rakshasa demonesses to consume to increase their cultivation.

With the help of the Rakshasa Mirror, Yi Sufeng became famous as an itinerant cultivator.

Although she only had over a dozen meridians, she had killed cultivators with more than 20 meridians.

Because of this, after discovering Lin Shen’s extraordinary strength, she continued to attack without hesitation.

Whether this person was a sect disciple or an itinerant cultivator, there was no difference in Xuandu Mountain. Even if he was killed, who would know that she was the one who did it?

As her thoughts raced, Yi Sufeng’s eyes turned cold, but a charming smile appeared on her face.

“Young man, try my Rakshasa Mirror!”

The moment she finished speaking, a small, antique bronze mirror that emitted waves of black aura appeared in her hand. Her fair wrist shook gently, and Lin Shen’s vision instantly became blurry. When he came back to his senses, he realized that there was already white fog around him.

Figures moved in the fog. They were so dense that it was impossible to tell how many people there were.

“This is… an illusion!”

A similar scene evoked Lin Shen’s memories.

It was the same situation when he was trapped in the illusion created by Ai.

Although he was trapped in an illusion, Lin Shen remained unperturbed. He stood calmly with his hands behind his back.

“Young man, you’re quite bold.”

Yi Sufeng’s sweet voice came from all directions, but he couldn’t locate her.

“It makes me want to see you cry and beg for mercy. Here are my rakshasa demonesses!”

As Yi Sufeng spoke, the white fog around Lin Shen gradually faded.

The figure that was originally hidden behind the white fog slowly appeared.

Lin Shen was surrounded by beautiful female cultivators. They all wore translucent gauze dresses of various colors, revealing their fair and smooth arms and thighs. They all looked abnormally seductive.

Among them were girls in their twenties, young women in their thirties, and middle-aged women in their forties. They came in all shapes and sizes. Although they each had their own style, without exception, they all emitted a lewd demonic aura.

They held all kinds of enchanted armaments and weapons in their hands as they surrounded Lin Shen. There were about four to five hundred of them.

Giggle!

The rakshasa demonesses suddenly laughed coquettishly.

As they laughed, they pounced forward with a murderous aura. The enchanted armaments and weapons in their hands rained down on Lin Shen!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Shen was drowned by hundreds of attacks!

Yi Sufeng, who was hiding in the white fog, curled her lips when she saw this.

“That’s it? Such a waste of that handsome face! His good looks are just for show!”

Even so, she wasn’t that surprised.

The rakshasa demonesses in the Rakshasa Mirror had been refined by her for over a decade, and she had painstakingly collected a large number of living souls. She had put in so much effort.

Each of these rakshasa demonesses had cultivation at the Bright Aperture Stage, and the highest one had even reached the eighth level of the Bright Aperture Stage!

Just like when they were alive, they cultivated all kinds of martial techniques.

They didn’t have spirit supplements and couldn’t cast spells, nor did they have real Dharma treasures. Apart from that, these rakshasa demonesses were no different from Bright Aperture Stage cultivators.

Surrounded by four to five hundred rakshasa demonesses, even a Bright Aperture Stage cultivator with seven or eight meridians wouldn’t be able to withstand a single blow!

However, just as Yi Sufeng was thinking this, something unexpected happened.

A scorching sun suddenly lit up where Lin Shen was submerged, and boundless scorching heat waves instantly swept out. Wherever they passed, the rakshasa demonesses screamed in horror and turned into ashes!

In the blink of an eye, the densely packed rakshasa demonesses were wiped out!

Even the white mist melted under the scorching sun, revealing Yi Sufeng in an instant.

However, at this moment, she could no longer be bothered to conceal herself. The smile on her beautiful face disappeared, and she looked horrified.

What happened?

Her rakshasa demoness was instantly annihilated!

Rakshasa demonesses were souls relying on the Rakshasa Mirror. As long as the mirror was still there, no matter how serious their injuries were, they could recover in the mirror. It didn’t matter even if their souls were shattered. They could rely on the souls in the mirror to be reborn..