Ye Sisi's excitement didn't last long before her expression gradually froze.
The puppets, arranged neatly not far away, suddenly flashed with dazzling golden light in their eyes.
His momentum also rose at an incredible speed, progressing through Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation.
Of the three hundred puppets, one hundred were stuck at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and two hundred were stuck at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm.
Ye Sisi turned to run away. How could this guy possibly play? One hundred opponents of the same level, even if they were just puppets, he was being bullied like this.
Su Jiuli and Ye Shubai's expressions also stiffened.
After calming down, Su Jiuli said, "Stay calm. If Third Junior Brother and the others were able to get through, these puppets must have some weaknesses."
Ye Sisi nodded dejectedly. Just as the three were talking, the puppet opposite them moved.
The spears, carrying a violent and ferocious power, rained down on the three of them like a dense storm.
Her mere aura caused the three to retreat repeatedly. Ye Sisi stomped her foot to steady herself, and then a series of chilling sword intents emanated from her body.
The raging, heaven-burning sword intent rapidly arranged and intertwined, rushing towards the oncoming spear as if it had eyes.
Just as she began to move, Su Jiuli and Ye Shubai also moved. Their figures were like ghosts, and the bright sword light appeared and disappeared intermittently, with the hum of weapons clashing incessantly.
Ye Sisi moved like a startled swan through the puppet army, probing their weaknesses time and again, leaving countless afterimages wherever she went.
Her brow, neck, heart, and eyes—every time she was tested, the remaining puppets would strike her. Fortunately, she was now tough and resilient, otherwise she probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
Finally, after being hit countless times, Ye Sisi found the puppets' weakness: the corner of their mouths.
I must say, this location is quite unexpected; the person who designed this puppet is very meticulous.
The three of them, battered and panting, passed the first test.
Three extremely pure energy orbs appeared before the three of them amidst the silence of the puppets; they were the reward for completing the level.
Ye Sisi reached out and took the one that belonged to her. The extremely gentle spiritual energy flowed from her palm into her body. The spiritual energy that had already filled her dantian was refined and cleansed again, becoming even purer.
The wounds on his body healed at an incredible speed, and his brow began to burn again, as if the second petal was about to break through his skin.
She exhaled and looked at Su Jiuli and Ye Shubai. Su Jiuli was in a similar situation to her, having already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. This incident would only make their foundation even stronger.
As for Ye Shubai, he excitedly opened his eyes: "I've reached the threshold of the late Nascent Soul stage. This time, I'll break through to the Out-of-Body stage with you all."
Ye Sisi nodded with a smile. She wasn't stupid; she could see Ye Shubai's eagerness. She didn't want to be separated from her senior brothers and sisters either; it would be best if they could go up together.
The second floor is the Kaiyang Hall.
This time, the three of them were not together. Ye Sisi raised her eyebrows slightly as she looked at the girl opposite her who looked exactly like her.
If she hadn't read so many novels, she would have thought it was Ye Susu who had returned.
She smiled and looked down at Wuhen, saying, "Henhen, how dare a sword impersonate you? Aren't you angry?"
With two soft buzzes, a figure in black floated out, his cold eyes looking at the ancient longsword in Ye Sisi's hand with great displeasure.
"What the hell?"
The moment he finished speaking, a black-clad sword spirit floated out from Wuhen on the other side. The only difference was the sword spirit's eyes. Wuhen's eyes were clear and black, while the imposter's pupils were amber.
Ye Sisi was shocked. No way, how could they even replicate the sword spirit? This is so unethical!
Just then, Wuhen broke free from her hands, and a piercing sword cry accompanied by a bright sword light slashed towards the imposter Wuhen.
The imposter Wuhen was equally unyielding, controlling his body to meet the attack head-on.
Ye Sisi looked at herself across from her, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "How about we wait until they're done fighting? Let's chat first?"
To everyone's surprise, the person opposite them actually nodded. But the next moment, without warning, the two of them rushed towards each other.
It's truly a 1:1 replica; they even copied the ingenuity of the craftsman. They're incredibly skillful!
Ye Sisi punched Ye Sisi No. 2 in the jaw, and Ye Sisi No. 2's movement was almost identical to hers.
The two fists collided in mid-air, producing a piercing explosion. Ye Sisi narrowed her eyes. There was no flaw in her. Whether it was speed, strength, or physical strength, the imposter opposite her was exactly the same as her.
This is simply unsolvable! How can I defeat an enemy that is exactly the same as myself? I need help urgently!
After testing her a few more times, she found that she had no flaws. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Was this a case of shooting herself in the foot?
After creating some distance, Ye Sisi took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed Wuhen, who was in the middle of a fierce fight, and pulled him back.
Inside her spatial ring, countless identical longswords, clearly mass-produced, whistled around her.
The domineering Heaven-Burning Sword Intent clung to it; she truly hadn't expected that it was another version of herself who had pushed her to this point.
But thankfully, it's time to show everyone what the power of money really is.
She stood with her hands behind her back in the center of the ten thousand swords, while Wuhen, radiating a cold light, stood above her like a king among swords, instantly exuding an imposing aura.
Ye Sisi curled her lips provocatively, her slender, white index finger pointing forward lightly, and casually uttered a single word from her pink lips: "Kill."
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