Chapter 648 - 648 Soul Clone, Battle (1)

648 Soul Clone, Battle (1)

“God of War, Arhat Crouching Tiger did not come out. Instead, he booked a room inside.”

At this moment, outside Hidden Cloud City, Xia Kunlun stood proudly on a mountain peak. Beside him was a man who looked like Xia Kunlun’s subordinate.

“Yes!”

Xia Kunlun nodded indifferently and swept out his divine sense. Nothing around Hidden Cloud City could escape Xia Kunlun’s perception.

“Let’s see how long he can hide inside,” said Xia Kunlun again in a low voice.

“Continue guarding. Report as soon as there’s news.”

“Roger!” responded the man. He went straight into Hidden Cloud City, to the inn where Arhat Crouching Tiger was and continued to wait outside.

At this moment, outside the inn, some figures were paying attention.

After Arhat Crouching Tiger entered, he sealed the entire room. The people outside did not know what was going on inside, but they were all guarding it.

Not far away, in a restaurant, Li Hao, Tang Wanshan, and the others were sitting at a table, eating food and drinking wine.

“When will the show start? I wonder what this guy is doing inside? How long will we have to wait?” Tang Qianqian looked at the inn opposite and could not help but say. Yuan Ziyi, who was beside her, was much quieter.

“Haha, if you want to watch a good show, you have to endure it!”

)Before Li Hao could speak, Mo Tianxing spoke again.

“It shouldn’t be long!” At this moment, Li Hao said in a low voice. Arhat Crouching Tiger definitely knew the current situation and knew that Xia Kunlun would definitely attack him. He should be preparing something in the inn.

Li Hao was very sure that this guy must have some other tricks up his sleeve. Experts who could become grandmasters were all extraordinary people. He should have thought of everything.

Now, all he had to do was wait.

As for Xia Kunlun, Li Hao was not prepared to attack him now. As the saying went, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. It was not too late to attack when the other party attacked.

As for the golden fragment, he would leave it in Xia Kunlun’s hands for the time being. In any case, he could not undo the seal.

As time passed…

The sky gradually darkened.

In the ancient city, the lights were also switched on.

In a room in the inn, in front of Arhat Crouching Tiger stood another black-robed figure. This figure’s figure was identical to Arhat Crouching Tiger’s. Even his appearance was the same.

However, the only difference was that the body in front of him was a little illusory, as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

At this moment, the spiritual power in the Arhat Crouching Tiger’s hand was crazily released into the body in front of him, causing it to become more and more condensed.

“Whew!”

A moment later, a lifelike Arhat Crouching Tiger appeared in front of the Arhat Crouching Tiger. After doing all this, the Arhat Crouching Tiger heaved a heavy sigh as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. It was as if he had consumed a lot of his mental strength.

In front of him was a clone that he had condensed with his soul power using a secret technique.

This was also the way Arhat Crouching Tiger thought of to escape.

The next moment, Arhat Crouching Tiger condensed a drop of blood essence and dripped it on the soul avatar in front of him.

In an instant, the drop of blood essence fused into the body of the avatar. Immediately, a powerful aura appeared on the avatar. The aura kept rising. Soon, it went from the Foundation Establishment realm to the Core Formation Realm and reached the Soul Formation realm.

However, it was faintly weaker than ordinary early-stage Soul Formation cultivators.

At the same time, an aura emitted from the clone. It was identical to the Arhat Crouching Tiger’s main body.

At this moment, the soul avatar in front of him seemed to have come alive and became lively.

“It’s about time!” Arhat Crouching Tiger looked at the clone in front of him and muttered again. Success or failure depended on this. No one should be able to tell, right?

Arhat Crouching Tiger was also very confident in this clone. He felt that he had done it flawlessly. Be it its appearance or aura, it was identical to his. It was difficult to tell. As long as this clone went out and attracted a lot of attention, he could take the opportunity to leave.

Immediately, Arhat Crouching Tiger retracted his aura and opened the wardrobe in the inn. He stood inside.

A moment later, under the night sky, a figure in a black robe slowly walked out of the inn. He was wearing a black robe and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

“It’s out!”

“It’s Arhat Crouching Tiger! He’s finally out!”

“Is he finally going to lose it?”

“The show is about to begin!”

“You even changed into a black robe! You don’t want to be recognized, right?”

“What a cover-up!”

However, when the black-robed figure walked out, exclamations sounded from these cultivators. Although the Arhat Crouching Tiger was wearing a black robe, everyone recognized him immediately. He was undoubtedly the Arhat Crouching Tiger.

Immediately, some figures rushed into the distance. They were all fellows who were squatting here to investigate. They went to report to their masters.