Chapter 558: Chapter 560: 7 Yang Yans!

Where did this door lead, Yang Yan wasn’t sure.

But inside, there was definitely danger—it wouldn’t be that simple!

He didn’t stop because he was unprepared to enter, but because he left two marks outside.

In this way, even if trapped, he could easily escape.

“Why have you stopped? Come on, I’m getting hot here.” The woman in front, dressed in gauzy clothing and resembling a fairy, turned and said, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

If Yang Yan hadn’t seen her back, as thin as paper,

*He would have truly believed that this was a celestial fairy, in love with him, flirtatiously teasing him.*

And when she spoke, it wasn’t as if there was no one behind Yang Yan.

There were still many black shadows, hidden behind the illusion realm, surrounding him.

Even if he didn’t want to move, he’d still face trouble.

“Alright, coming,” Yang Yan replied.

He had come not to seek trouble,

but to directly deal with the mastermind while he had the chance,

lest he’d be disturbed all night by these unknown beings!

He chased after her.

The fairy-like woman nodded at him and smiled warmly.

Her every frown and smile, every word and gesture,

*was too human!*

“Alright, follow me. I’ll take you somewhere nice, where it’s not hot and very cool,” the fairy-like woman continued.

With one step, she crossed the threshold into the door.

Of course!

Within the illusion realm, she merely took one step.

Yang Yan followed her into the door, the shadows behind him obscuring one another, entering as well.

Inside the door, the surroundings for Yang Yan didn’t change.

Everything was just black, as if he entered a dark tunnel.

Creaaaak!

Before reaching the end, the door behind him shut.

The surroundings became pitch dark, and the illusion realm disappeared.

The figure of the fairy-like woman gradually faded.

The refracted lights vanished.

Only a black shadow remained, staring at Yang Yan.

It didn’t move either!

Footsteps echoed behind Yang Yan.

The black shadow stopped pretending, fully exposing itself!

“Why did it turn so dark? Fairy, where are we?” Yang Yan feigned ignorance.

No one answered him; instead, a hand rested on Yang Yan’s shoulder.

Yang Yan turned his head to see a transparent black hand.

It was in a shadow state!

“Who, who is hitting my shoulder!” he shouted.

Although he acted as if he couldn’t see, he actually saw everything clearly.

Such questioning was a ruse, to see what the other party would do.

Since they brought him in, they were bound to make a move!

As expected!

The black shadow touching his shoulder approached, the face drawing very close to his.

Then Yang Yan saw, the shadow in front of him began to change.

Gradually, it transformed into his likeness.

The black shadow was no longer just a shadow; it became a person with distinct shape and form!

The transformation of the shadow accelerated until it looked exactly like Yang Yan in every way.

Even the clothes manifested identically.

*Exactly the same!*

*Not a single difference!*

“Who are you!” Yang Yan demanded sharply.

When he spoke, the other also spoke.

“I am Yang Yan, who are you?”

It identified with Yang Yan’s name!

Yang Yan didn’t know how the other knew his name.

“I am the real Yang Yan!”

He said this as he nonchalantly threw a punch.

The other didn’t hesitate either, throwing a punch to clash with his!

Midway, Yang Yan withdrew his fist, retreating swiftly.

“You can mimic my face, but you can’t replicate my strength!”

The strength the other exhibited was no match for Yang Yan’s own.

After all, he possessed the Emperor Body; such a physique couldn’t easily be manifested by others.

However, the opponent’s mimicry of his power, excluding Yang Yan’s Emperor Body, his various root bones, his Dragon Body enhancement, and his vast profound qi,

approximated the early stage of the Immortal realm!

The other’s innate strength wasn’t too different from his!

But with such limited power, clashing with him,

Yang Yan could easily have killed the opponent, but he decided not to.

Because he wanted to see what exactly this entity mimicking his appearance, cultivation, and name intended to do.

Yang Yan retracted his punch, while the opponent didn’t.

Instead, it advanced further, channeling profound qi to strike at Yang Yan.

Its speed was tremendous!

In an instant, it was before Yang Yan, unleashing its strongest force on his clothes.

Yang Yan wouldn’t let the opponent touch his physique; otherwise, the recoil from the Emperor Body would be enough to kill the opponent instantly.

“Differentiation Technique!”

He employed the recently comprehended Differentiation Technique.

His figure transformed into countless invisible cells, as if allowing the opponent’s punch to explode with force.

This move and transformation left the opponent stunned.

“Dead?” The opponent glanced at its fist, bewildered, not expecting its own strength.

As Yang Yan vanished, several black shadows approached the mimic,

placing a hand on the copycat.

Just like that, seven figures identical in appearance to Yang Yan emerged!

On their foreheads appeared numbers—one to seven!

As they fully formed, the numbers gradually sank into their foreheads, disappearing.

“Let’s go see the master and hear his next instructions!” the first mimicking Yang Yan said.

“Alright.”

The others echoed, following behind it towards the depths of the tunnel.

“To meet their master?”

Light flashed through the darkness as Yang Yan reassembled into his original form.

He donned his clothes, merging into the void, trailing behind them.

“Is this inside a ship?” Yang Yan entered deeper, passing through the dark tunnel.

Beyond the passage was a corridor illuminated by hanging lanterns.

On either side of the corridor were rooms, each numbered.

In addition, the doors bore numerous crusted bloodstains, as if fights had occurred there.

“Is this that ship? This one differs from the Netherworld Ship at sea.

It doesn’t contain an entire world inside.”

Thunk!

A door next to the corridor rumbled suddenly.

“Is something inside the door?”

Yang Yan activated his True Profound Immortal Pupil, peering through the door.

The room was pitch black, but he could see clearly.

In the deepest corner, a black figure was locked away.

“A black shadow? Why is this black shadow locked up?” Yang Yan pondered.

This black shadow appeared to be the same kind as those that had transformed into his likeness.

But one was locked up; the other roamed freely.

“A total of eighteen rooms, each locking up a black shadow.”

Yang Yan traversed the corridor, arriving at a staircase leading up!

“Is it above?”

He followed the seven black shadows mimicking him up the stairs to the upper floor.

A deep corridor similar to the one below stretched out, with rooms on each side.

Inside these rooms were people!

Yet, these people were not pure humans, their physiques were gradually transforming into shadows.

“The shadows turned from humans?”

He continued upwards, passing the third, fourth, fifth floors… until he reached the ninth floor, where he saw imprisoned individuals he was familiar with!

“Murong?”

Yang Yan spotted Little Medical Immortal, Murong!

There she was!

“Why is she here?”

Yang Yan didn’t stop for her; he followed the seven black shadows in his likeness, emerging on the tenth floor.

This was a vast platform packed with people.

“Four Murongs?” Yang Yan’s eyes scanned the area, noticing four identical Little Medical Immortal Murongs.

Numerous other identical figures gathered together.

“Are all these black shadows mimicking them?” Yang Yan saw that all bore numbers on their foreheads.

“Hm? Someone mixed in!”

He suddenly realized that among them, five individuals had no numbers on their heads.

This signified they were genuine, not mere mimics!

Thud, thud, thud!

The ship’s deck reverberated as a black shadow advanced from within the cabin.