Capítulo 1432: Chapter 1432: Ghost-Faced Clone

(The Bahuang Sword possesses an Artifact Spirit, I forgot momentarily, but now it has been corrected.)

Unless absolutely necessary, Ye Qiu didn’t want to continue practicing the Soul-splitting Corpse Entering Technique, but at the moment, he truly couldn’t manage everything on his own.

Without a strong presence stationed at Wangyue Peak, it certainly wouldn’t do.

Next, Ye Qiu continued practicing the Soul-splitting Corpse Entering Technique. Both the Beast God, Jin Shanshun, and Boss Yun were actively gathering strong warriors for Ye Qiu to head to the mundane world from the ancient lands.

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Martial arts schools flourished across China, with many schools incorporating martial arts as a subject. This reform surprised the world.

Japan felt the focus on martial arts in China was extremely dangerous, yet they were helpless. With that leading figure in China, Japan could only be perpetually underfoot.

The hatred from Japan’s royal family towards Ye Qiu grew stronger. Their envoy, Mitsui Shichiro, had already perished in China. When they first received this news, the royal family members were unwilling to believe it, but the live broadcast clearly showed Mitsui Shichiro being impaled through the chest by Cain. Such a large bloody hole, it was apparent he wouldn’t survive.

Cain, who was he? Under Ye Qiu’s command. Naturally, Japan’s royal family wanted to lay this account on Ye Qiu, but even if they knew of Mitsui Shichiro’s death, they couldn’t immediately seek revenge, because that man was too terrifying.

No one wished for him to come to Japan again.

The martial arts community in Japan was intimidated by Ye Qiu, but the royal family was unwilling to concede, especially the royal heirs, possessing royal bloodlines. How could they easily succumb?

“My lord, Mr. Mitsui has fallen in China. We’ve lost our top Martial Artist. We should just give up.”

“Give up?” A man with a shadowy expression sneered: “Japan has been bullied repeatedly. How should our royal family hold its dignity? Even having lost Mitsui Shichiro, we still need to forge Mitsui Hachiro, Mitsui Kuro…”

Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of the man.

“Who?”

“My lord, danger.”

The Samurai immediately stood in front of the man, watching the white and silver light ball with vigilance.

“I mean no harm. I know you want to kill Ye Qiu, and I want to kill him too. We share a common enemy.” The white light ball transmitted this message.

“Who are you?” The royal man stared at the light ball and asked.

“Me? Haha, you can call me God. I come from the West, where people worship me as the Emperor Shang.”

From the silver-white light ball emerged a tiny figure, none other than a miniature version of the Emperor Shang.

“Are you the Emperor Shang?”

The royal man was taken aback, finding it unbelievable.

“Haha, no need to be surprised. The reason I’m here is to help you Japanese kill that Ye Qiu.” Emperor Shang said.

The royal man sneered: “We in Japan have no warrior strong enough to defeat him, how to kill him.”

“Who said Japan has no strong warriors, only you are unaware. I’ve come today to help you Japanese resurrect your deity, more accurately, your totem.”

“What? You say you can resurrect it?” The royal man’s expression changed.

“Of course, as long as you and I make a deal, I will fulfill my promise.”

“What deal?”

“I need a vessel and the power of countless beliefs. I give you three days to consider.”

“No need for three days, I’ll answer you now. As long as we can eliminate that Ye Qiu, I agree to your terms.” The royal man said.

“Generous, but before resurrecting that powerful totem, I need a lot of blood, this depends on you.”

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Two flames of soul flickered, one large, one small, differing by several times.

However, the two soul flames were of the same appearance, all resembling Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu succeeded in soul-splitting.

Though his face was deathly pale and he was nearly exhausted, he gritted his teeth and bore it. The pain of tearing the soul, this he would never forget in his lifetime. Fortunately, his efforts paid off, he forcefully tore away a portion of his soul.

He could feel the connection between the two souls.

The body of the Peach Blossom Taoist lay in front of him. According to the Soul-splitting Corpse Entering Technique, he embedded the small portion of split soul into it.

Immediately, the body of Peach Blossom Taoist twitched.

Get up!

With a thought, the Peach Blossom Taoist suddenly jumped up, as if reborn.

Whatever action Ye Qiu took, the Peach Blossom Taoist followed suit.

“Indeed, as the technique states, soul-splitting into the corpse is essentially creating a second self. Now, he can be considered my avatar.” Ye Qiu gazed at the Peach Blossom Taoist he controlled and said calmly.

Since he had now become the Peach Blossom Taoist, naturally he couldn’t act with his original face. Ye Qiu tossed the masks he had worn previously to this other self, which then adhered to the Peach Blossom Taoist’s face.

In fact, even without it, it would be hard for people to recognize the Peach Blossom Taoist, considering that face was already charred beyond recognition. Wearing a mask made it more presentable.

“In the future, I’ll hold down Wangyue Peak, while the avatar operates outside, managing both without delay.” Although currently not in the best state, the success of soul-splitting made Ye Qiu quite delighted.

Of course, given the avatar is controlled by only a part of the soul, the power it can exert is merely a third or fourth of Ye Qiu’s full strength. How much strength Peach Blossom Taoist had in life, Ye Qiu wasn’t entirely sure.

He decided to test it out.

So, Ye Qiu controlled the ghost-faced avatar to jump into the Illusion Array and engaged with the descenders.

Half an hour later, the ghost-faced avatar returned to Ye Qiu, and Ye Qiu couldn’t suppress his excitement.

Through the ghost-faced avatar’s combat with the descenders in the Illusion Array, Ye Qiu was surprised to find that the power displayed by the ghost-faced avatar reached the level of the Void-breaking Realm. Although Ye Qiu hadn’t entered the Void-breaking Realm and wasn’t knowledgeable about its techniques, this kind of aura he had witnessed before. Being able to contend with the descenders, the power of the ghost-faced avatar made Ye Qiu feel like he had found a treasure.

With this, the avatar’s safety was assured. Previously, Ye Qiu was worried that using only a portion of his soul power might not utilize the full strength Peach Blossom Taoist had in life. It turned out he had worried too much. The Soul-splitting Corpse Entering Technique could indeed make him a second Peach Blossom Taoist with the Taoist’s capabilities.

As such, the likelihood of the avatar getting killed was reduced, sparing him excessive worry. Otherwise, if the avatar were too weak and got killed carelessly, his original self wouldn’t fare well either, and the soul’s origin would be damaged.

“Although it can only utilize half an incense stick’s time of Void-breaking Realm power, it’s enough.” Ye Qiu’s eyes flashed. He was very satisfied with the avatar, allowing him to better execute his plan against the descenders.

“Go now, the mission there is entrusted to you.” Ye Qiu spoke to himself, with the ghost-faced avatar not hesitating a moment before flying down Wangyue Peak, heading straight for the Himalayas.