As soon as he made this move, the National Master saw his chance. The corners of his mouth curved up slightly, and he flung out his silver threads, instantly ensnaring the Great Wizard’s Clone by the neck.
Seizing the mont, the National Master was greatly delighted. He tightened his grip, ready to behead the Great Wizard’s Clone.
However, the mont his silver threads tightened, sothing changed on the neck of the Great Wizard’s Clone. His skin began to change color at a pace visible to the naked eye.
"Bronze Skin Iron Bone!"
The National Master exclaid in surprise, utterly taken aback!
"What is Bronze Skin Iron Bone?"
Little Suisui, always keen to learn, imdiately posed the question.
"Thousands of years ago, during the peak of cultivation on our continent, people practiced Qi Refining, refining bones, or cultivating their will. The bone refiners could develop a body as tough as bronze and iron. However, this Body Refining thod vanished over three thousand years ago. How can soone still know this technique?"
The National Master casually explained to Little Suisui, not at all impatient.
"If you want to know how soone can still know this technique, why don’t you just ask him directly?"
Upon hearing the National Master’s explanation, Little Suisui pointed at the groaning Great Wizard’s Clone and suggested.
The National Master remained silent, and so did everyone else.
However, the Great Wizard’s Clone, who had been writhing in pain, suddenly stood up, as if his pain had completely disappeared!
"Three thousand years ago... how I long for those days! Back then, I could obtain anything I desired. Never mind a re Body Refining thod; if I had acted a bit faster and not given Ancestor Zhou an opening, I would have ascended to the Immortal Realm and beco a true Immortal by now."
"Th... three thousand years ago?"
The crowd blurted it out in unison, their faces turning deathly pale.
Especially Ji Youzhi and Princess Ata, their voices were even more shrill than the others!
"That’s right. Three thousand years ago, this continent was my domain. If it weren’t for that bitch Ancestor Zhou, I was just one final sacrifice away—using the lives of three hundred thousand people as a blood offering—from achieving a breakthrough and becoming a Land Immortal!"
"So that’s it... I was wondering why all your techniques could only be used after becoming a Witch God. I thought perhaps you had quietly cultivated and beco an Immortal, or even a Land Immortal. I never imagined your true identity was the supre Witch God Xunyang, suppressed and sealed in the Witch God Hall three thousand years ago by Ancestor Zhou, using all her accumulated rit and willpower!"
As soon as Princess Ata uttered these words, Ji Youzhi’s heart leaped into his throat. He had thought he could hide this secret. Once matters here were resolved, he would take Xiaosuisui back to Capital City, find a way to confine her there, and prevent her from dissolving the other three Arrays of Heaven. But unexpectedly, everything was exposed before he could act!
"That’s right! You’re indeed the vessel I chose. Initially, I didn’t even need to manipulate this ugly, disobedient shell. You were the perfect Clone I had selected. But I didn’t expect you to beco aware of my intentions and actually deceive . To think you’d be ruthless enough to harm yourself so grievously, dissipating all your Witch Power."
Thinking about how he had carefully selected the perfect vessel, only to be caught off guard in such a manner, Xunyang gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Listening to you, can I conclude that you are still sealed and that all your plans over these years were to break the seal of the Witch God Hall?"
Princess Ata had many questions and desperately sought answers.
"Of course! Three thousand years ago, I was a genius. But that bitch Ancestor Zhou, sacrificing her own life and cultivation, was determined to seal . She drew the attention of the Celestial Dao by using the karmic destiny of the entire Tianling Continent to forge the seal, intending for the future Celestial Dao to obliterate !"
Xunyang grew sowhat agitated.
Perhaps it was because he had been trapped in the Witch God Hall for too long, constantly manipulating and impersonating others all these years. He hadn’t had anyone to confide in or a way to vent his desires. That’s why he beca so agitated when Princess Ata brought up the events of three thousand years ago, inadvertently revealing far too much!
However, regardless of how much he said, it was all incomprehensible to these mortals before him.
"All these years, I’ve been unable to understand how you managed to control my father!"
Thinking of her father, the King of Nanjiang, Princess Ata’s heart ached terribly. She had constantly sought an answer but never found a clue!
"Your father?"
Xunyang’s Clone stared at her for a mont, then burst into laughter.
"HA HA HA! Speaking of that weak and incompetent King of Nanjiang, it did take so effort to control him. It’s a pity he was burdened with the fate of an entire nation, so the ti I could control him was limited. Just when I finally had him fully under my control and was about to realize my ambition of waging war against Great Han, Feng Wushang, Ji Youyuan, and that little brat ruined my plans at the Altar. It was from that mont on that I forcibly devoured your father, using the Divine Soul of a sovereign to nourish my own!"
As Xunyang said this, his face was full of pride, as if boasting about how capable he was.
"You... You did kill my father! I’ll kill you!"
Princess Ata couldn’t remain calm. She exploded with rage, instantly charging towards Xunyang.
However, in front of Xunyang, the difference between them was like an elephant and an ant, even though the man before her was just a Clone of Xunyang!
He simply waved his hand, and she was struck down, her internal organs shattering!
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