Chapter 350
Not only them, but even Huang Weijun felt a stifling fury burning in his chest.
When Lin Hui had sealed him with a single sword strike, one could argue it had only been his clone, incapable of unleashing even a fraction of his true strength. But now, his true body had joined the fray. He had expected an effortless slaughter. Instead, against this group of lowly bug-men, he was unexpectedly being pushed back.
The power converging around them was formidable. United, they were slippery as eels; the moment an attack was about to land, it would be forcibly deflected by their strange, special Divine Descendant abilities.
"It seems I underestimated you..."
Huang Weijun swiftly withdrew his hands, his body shrinking rapidly as if it were deflating.
Bang!
In the next instant, he detonated of his own accord, bursting into thousands of densely packed miniature Huang Weijuns that shot out in all directions. Moving in perfect synchrony, the countless clones executed their ultimate move, driven entirely by the gloomy purplish-black aura of Corruption.
From a distance, it looked like a huge purplish-black flower bud violently blooming. Layers upon layers of overlapping petals sprayed outward, crashing toward Yuanhe and the others.
"Mind-Spirit Descent!"