"If I could subtly integrate some Ghost Path laws into my ghost clone, I should be able to kill his clone without any hindrance..."
The Ghost Emperor had this thought, but quickly dismissed it. Wang Shouyi was no fool, and his double pupils possessed the ability to discern truth from falsehood. If he were discovered, he would likely be crushed before even entering the arena, leaving him to suffer in silence.
After pondering for a long time without any progress, the Ghost Emperor cast a grim gaze at Yu Zhibo, feeling an urge to kill him at all costs, but ultimately suppressed by reason.
As for the Demon Queen, she was even more vexed. Thanks to information provided by defecting Black Demons within the Dragon Kingdom, she knew Yu Zhibo had cloning abilities. However, he had previously only used fewer than ten clones each time. Who could have imagined he could manifest three hundred at once?
Furthermore, each clone possessed a powerful aura, all being top-tier among their peers. The highest dozens of 49th-tier clones each exuded a formidable presence, having reached the limit beneath the laws, making them indistinguishable from true bodies.
But with things having come to this, the arrow was already nocked and could not be unshot. The only course of action was to brace himself and proceed.
With a wave of his sleeve, he deployed thirty-six clones, manifestations of his Ghost Path origin, onto thirty-six battlefields.
He didn't bother with the subordinates of the Demon Queen and Dragon King to make up the numbers. This arena battle was initiated by him, and since there was a pitfall, he naturally prepared to lead the charge.
After completing this, he provocatively glanced at Wang Shouyi.
This arena battle was, in essence, a competition launched by the Ghost, Demon, and Monster nations against the Dragon Kingdom. He decided to stop hiding his intentions and directly let the Dragon Kingdom's participants fight against their opponents, avoiding internal conflict.
Wang Shouyi understood his meaning instantly and readily agreed, as it meant more cultivation resources could be earned.
"Do you have confidence?" he asked Yu Zhibo.
Yu Zhibo smiled and replied, "Of course!"
Upon hearing this, the three hundred clones immediately became noisy:
"I'll go! I'm steady and sure to achieve a great victory!"
"Let me go instead. I am the Crazy Clone; ordinary opponents of five to six hundred of the same tier would be slaughtered by me!"
"Let my Proud Clone go. The main body has always made me cook, but today I want to let the whole world know that my pride isn't just about cooking; I'm also formidable in combat!"
Clones with various personalities argued fiercely, nearly coming to blows over who would get to participate.
Wang Shouyi was speechless.
Everyone else: "..."
Yu Zhibo's face darkened, he silenced everyone, and randomly selected thirty-six individuals to be deployed onto the battlefield.
"Is this the strength of the acting lord? He's much stronger than when I first saw him!"
After defeating his opponent, Uchiha Sasuke used the Body Flicker Technique to return to the Dawn Organization's ranks. Looking at Yu Zhibo's retreating figure, his expression held a hint of shock. He had been quite proud of his own rapid improvement in strength, but now he felt like a joke.
Both Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama were figures he had to look up to, and Yu Zhibo surpassed even them.
On the other side, Naruto also sent an enemy away with a Tailed Beast Bomb. Upon returning to his formation, he looked at Yu Zhibo's numerous clones with an eager expression. He too was an expert in the Shadow Clone Jutsu.
While he and Uchiha Sasuke were having their internal monologues, the battle between the Ghost Emperor's clones and Yu Zhibo's thirty-six clones had already commenced.
"The gap between your main body and mine is like heaven and earth. Do you truly believe the rules can bind me? Today, I, this Emperor, will teach you a lesson, so you know what it means when they say there is always someone better."
On Arena Number Three, one of the many Ghost Emperor clones spoke indifferently. It stood over thirty zhang tall, with a pair of wings formed from countless agonizing faces on its back. As it flapped them, a storm of terrifying, sorrowful screams of vengeful souls swept out. If those of slightly lower levels were to encounter it, they would likely go mad on the spot.
These vengeful souls were the deceased beings of the planet, imprisoned within the Ghost Emperor's origin world. Upon manifesting into clones, they became part of the clones.
As its words fell, a layer of dark sky descended upon the arena. Under its shroud, the flow of light and dark spiritual energy became sluggish, and a cold, eerie aura began to permeate the air.
Then, the ground cracked open, and dark red blood plasma surged forth from the fissures. It quickly condensed on the surface into numerous bloodthirsty demons with closed eyes, appearing indistinct and endless.
"Next, enjoy the blood hell feast I bring you!" The Ghost Emperor clone flapped its soul wings, and countless twisted, grotesque faces detached from its wings, flying like guided missiles into the blood-condensed demonic bodies.
After the grotesque faces merged into the blood plasma, the previously inanimate bodies began to open their eyes. Their facial areas then contorted, transforming into shapes identical to the grotesque faces, with maniacal, greedy smiles. They charged towards Yu Zhibo's clones.
Their charging speed was like lightning, like streaks of blood-colored electricity. As they charged, these bloodthirsty demons condensed the blood plasma erupting from the ground into various grotesque weapons, and in the blink of an eye, they shot towards Yu Zhibo's clones.
Then, their weapon-wielding hands were raised high...
"Is this all you have?" The Proud Clone fighting against it sneered coldly. The originally crimson Sharingan spun, quickly transforming into a pale purple Rinnegan vortex. Immediately, a terrifying repulsive force erupted from him as the center.
"Boom!"
"Puff puff puff!"
Under the terrifying repulsive force, the ground before it was instantly leveled, and the bodies of the numerous bloodthirsty demons that had shot towards him, which were as solid as cast iron, twisted and then exploded.
"Fire Style: Golden Flame Annihilation!"
As blood splattered everywhere, Yu Zhibo's Proud Clone brought his fingers together before his chest, puffed out his cheeks, and a massive golden flame instantly illuminated the deep purgatory, surging forward with the might to burn mountains and boil seas.
The demons didn't even have time to scream before all their moisture was evaporated by the terrifying high temperature, turning them into ashes that drifted into the distance.
"A mere trifle!" The Ghost Emperor clone sneered. Within the ghost realm, it was a god. Even if it couldn't control laws, it was not far from it.
It stomped its three-pointed, beast-like feet fiercely. The ground before it cracked open again, and hundreds, even thousands, of blood dragons roared and drilled out from underground, twisting towards Yu Zhibo.
"Almighty Push!"
Yu Zhibo once again pushed his hands apart, attempting to repeat his previous maneuver. However, to his surprise, this time the blood dragons not only failed to be dispersed by the repulsive force but he himself was violently sent flying backward by the recoil.
These blood dragons were not only extremely solid in form but also seemed to be integrated with the entire world, making them impervious even to Almighty Push.
As he was still in shock, the ground cracked open again, and a giant bloody skull emerged from the ground, opening its mouth and swallowing him whole.