Divine Replication System

Lin Xuan instructed with a faint smile.    

"Yes, Young Master!"    

Wu Gui, standing behind him, bowed in response.    

He then soared from the Emperor Level Flying Ship and approached the protective barrier of the Elemental Spirit Sect.    

"How can a peak Emperor Level expert show such deference? It's inconceivable!"    

"Who on earth is this man?!"    

Witnessing this, the Elemental Spirit Sect's upper echelon was utterly astounded.    

Lin Xuan's presence was profound and enigmatic, his true level of cultivation indiscernible.    

But the pressure he exerted was undeniable; even the Elemental Spirit himself wouldn't dare underestimate it.    

Yet, they had never imagined that Lin Xuan was far more formidable than they had anticipated.    

Another figure, a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man in black who had been standing quietly behind Lin Xuan, was not concealing his cultivation and radiated an imposing aura.    

He was a bona fide peak Emperor Level powerhouse.    

In Lin Xuan's presence, this peak Emperor Level expert was exceedingly deferential.    

It appeared as though they were not peers but rather in a hierarchy of superior and subordinate.    

The peak Emperor Level represented the pinnacle of power across the entire Dongyuan Continent.    

No one could compel such a figure to submit.    

Yet, this person had accomplished just that.    

Had they not witnessed it themselves, they would never have believed it.    

What was this person's origin? At what level must he be to make a peak Emperor Level expert bow before him?    

They dared not even contemplate it.    

Could it be that he hailed from the mythical Central Essence Continent, a fearsome being who towered above the Emperor Level there?    

If so, the implications were...    

Their minds reeled at the thought, too overwhelmed to continue the thread.    

Some had previously dismissed Lin Xuan's claim of unifying the continent as sheer arrogance.    

But now, it seemed entirely plausible.    

The Devil Cloud Sect was undeniably strong, rightfully the preeminent power of the Dongyuan Continent.    

None of the other five major forces could best them in direct confrontation.    

Yet, their dominance was not by an overwhelming margin; they remained within the Emperor Level, without transcending beyond it.    

Facing a more formidable opponent, they might not stand a chance.    

Yet, that's merely speculation.    

Best to observe and see.    

They wouldn't surrender over mere conjecture or a few words from the adversary.    

Under the watchful eyes of many from the Elemental Spirit Sect, the Martial Puppet positioned itself at the edge of the protective shield, grinning malevolently.    

After such a long time, he had at last returned to the Elemental Spirit Sect.    

But few recognized him.    

Now, everything was different from before.    

Previously, he was among the top ranks of the Elemental Spirit Sect, just below the Sect Master and the Grand Elder.    

He was merely at Level 7 of the Martial Monarch Stage.    

Now, he had reached the pinnacle of the Emperor Level.    

In the entire Elemental Spirit Sect, only the Grand Elder could be considered his equal.    

He never had such prestige before.    

The Martial Puppet relished the admiring gazes from those who were once his peers or superiors.    

Without delay, he was ready to act.    

On the Central Essence Continent, he had been repeatedly overpowered and sent flying, encountering many higher-level experts.    

Though at the peak of the Emperor Level, he was insignificant there.    

Back on the Dongyuan Continent, he had leapt to the top echelons.    

Now he could truly flex his muscles.    

He didn't hold back. Lin Xuan's intentions were clear; he aimed to test the might of the Elemental Spirit Sect's protective formation.    

This was partly because Lin Xuan had ties to the Elemental Spirit Sect and was considerate of past connections.    

Otherwise, Lin Xuan could have shattered the protective formation and decimated much of the sect with a single move.    

Lin Xuan's formidable power was something he had witnessed.    

Even a Half-level Emperor might struggle against him.    

The Elemental Spirit Sect, guarded only by a peak Emperor Level warrior, now seemed significantly weaker.    

Of course, the Martial Puppet was aware of his own limits.    

Even at full force, he couldn't breach the shield.    

While it was trivial for Lin Xuan, it remained a formidable defense to him.    

He hadn't intended to achieve such an effect.    

All he needed to do was execute his task well.    

"Hah!"    

Instantly, the Martial Puppet let out a thunderous shout that echoed in all directions, his aura surging an additional 30%.    

Meanwhile, the countless martial artists within the Elemental Spirit Sect's protective barrier were visibly shaken, their vitality quivering.    

Without the sect's protective formation, this blow would have been enough to injure or even kill dozens of warriors on the field.    

The senior members of the Elemental Spirit Sect also showed subtle changes in their expressions.    

It was at this moment that they truly experienced the power of a peak Emperor Level warrior.    

It was absolutely terrifying.    

Among them, it seemed that not even the presence of the old ancestor, combined with the others, would be enough to withstand such force.    

The gap was immense, like a chasm.    

And behind this formidable opponent stood an even more fearsome and inscrutable figure.    

The Elemental Spirit Sect's future seemed uncertain.    

The senior members wore expressions of dismay.    

Even Elemental Spirit, the sole peak Emperor Level expert, though maintaining his composure, looked increasingly grave.    

"Indeed, he's at the zenith of his prime!"    

Within the same realm, one was at the height of his prime, while the other was past his peak, in his elder years.    

The contrast was stark.    

Elemental Spirit now doubted more than ever whether he could match his adversary.    

His gaze shifted to Lin Xuan, who remained on the deck, surveying the land below.    

What level had someone who could command the respect and submission of a prime Emperor Level powerhouse reached?    

He couldn't, and dared not, ponder any further.    

Watching the Martial Puppet initiate its attack, he stood his ground, motionless.    

Nor did he trigger the sect's protective formation in retaliation.    

After all, the opponent was evidently just testing the waters, not yet fully committed.    

Provoking them...    

Might prompt the enigmatic expert to intervene.    

That would put the entire Elemental Spirit Sect at risk.    

He couldn't bear the thought of the sect's downfall on his watch.    

By not inciting the other party, they avoided a complete fallout, leaving a possibility for negotiation later on.    

"Heaven Shaking Fist!"    

At that moment, the Martial Puppet sprang into action. A vast surge of Spiritual Qi from Heaven and Earth enveloped him. With a mighty thrust, he unleashed a punch imbued with countless False Profound Meanings. A pure black fist imprint, seemingly capable of devouring everything in existence, including the sun's brilliance in the sky, shot forth.    

The pure black fist imprint was modest in size, merely a few dozen feet across, yet it seemed to reverberate through the heavens, solid and unyielding. It hurtled towards the Elemental Spirit Sect's protective barrier with devastating force. As it descended, it appeared as though the very fabric of the universe was being upended.    

All eyes below were drawn to the spectacle, a collective shudder running through the crowd as a sense of dread washed over them. The sheer terror of the energy swirling within the fist imprint left them utterly astounded. The thought of being struck by such force was inconceivable; even proximity seemed to guarantee annihilation.    

Doubts clouded their minds as they questioned the resilience of their Sect's grand protective array. Could it possibly hold against such might? With bated breath and hearts heavy with uncertainty, they silently prayed for the barrier to hold. For if it failed, they would surely be reduced to nothingness.    

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