Corrupt Creations

"Hehehe. Very well..."

The Sanctuary Master couldn't bring Lan Xue down easily with just using his "normal" Mana Sovereign attacks and that ended up making him feel even more anger, than what he had felt before, when she escaped from within his grasp. He knew the goddess could see everything that happened in her territory and his failures would definitely be accounted.

But his anger and wrathful feelings were never directed to his inability of taking her down easily, but totally guided towards her. She was at fault, for bringing him that humiliation; she was at fault for not just staying still, so he could capture and punish her; she was at fault, for being born as a sinner!

Swish.

Suddenly, the Sanctuary Master posture changed and Lan Xue was able to notice that from there onwards, things were not going to be as simple as how it has been until now. In a single second, it seemed that his aura had thoroughly changed.

Boom!

Boom!

As small explosions occurred around where he was standing, hundreds of vortexes made of ethereal energy spawned and the air got totally filled with purple particles. They were swiftly exploding and dissipating, spreading throughout the whole area, while creating many distortions on the fabric of reality.

Lan Xue blinked once and the image she had seen a few seconds ago, seemed to have changed. Her eyes were not able to capture what had happened, but those small ethereal particles, gathered in a few different spots, thoroughly changing the incidence of light over those areas, and just as if it was sorcery, multiple figures started appearing in her field of view.

Every single one of those figures, looked exactly the same as her hateful enemy; exactly the same as how the Sanctuary Master looked like. However, since she hadn't taken her eyes off of the real one, she still knew where he was.

But the man in question, didn't seem to be bothered by that. He slowly stretched his right arm towards the side and every single one of those hundreds of copies that had surged, copied his movement. What he was doing, was not just to show his prowess with illusory laws, but something else.

Right at the tip of the middle finger on his stretched hand, purple particles started to gather once again. They were vibrating endlessly, creating a buzzing sound that reverberated through the air. As more and more of those particles gathered together, they formed a geometric structure, a triangle. It was thin and translucent, but with a single look, one would see they look oddly like a sword; a one-meter-long sword that took his hand as the handle.

Just like before, every single one of his copies did exactly what he had done, coping the movement and the technique that he had just used.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Lan Xue observed as the Sanctuary Master generated an army of his own copies, equipped with purple illusory swords that made the air around them tremble. Just the fluctuations created by all those triangular shaped swords, could shake a Profound Mana Realm cultivator's core and make it shatter alongside his body. But the Twelfth Palace Master's expression, still looked like an iceberg; like an immovable and fearless ice mountain.

It was odd, but somehow, she was very calm. However, her hatred hadn't diminished in the least. It's just that when she activated her Soul Sense and saw through her enemy's illusions, she recalled her whole journey and the person who gave her that power; what was able to soothe her mood somehow.

Right before her soul, it was totally clear for her what was real and what was not. The path was laid right there and she just had to tread carefully. For her grandmother and for the memories she had of her, she swore to not fail.

Before the Sanctuary Master could initiate his attack, her petite body accelerated forward. She was not acting foolishly, but with caution and confidence. Seth had given her the greatest weapon and it was time for her to use it.

The Sanctuary Master saw his enemy making the first move and his figure suddenly blurred, vanishing amidst his copies. He could camouflage himself using his ethereal illusive bloodline, creating illusory particles that interacted with the fabric of space, deviating the light around him.

In order to confuse the enemy, a few of his copies used that same technique, while other used it only on their weapons. He was mixing illusion and reality in a deeper level, something that only a veteran could do with mastery.

At the same time that his real body vanished, the synchrony between his copies was totally broken and every single one of them started moving towards the enemy in a different rhythm. Some of them acted independently, while others formed groups to attack together. But if someone were to be witnessing that scene, they would be able to see a tiny icy dot making its way towards a swarm of deadly purple insects.

In a fight between Mana Sovereign entities, a single second was enough for them to cross kilometers of space and that, was all it took for Lan Xue to meet the first one of the Sanctuary Master's copies; one that was acting independently, alone.

It came straight at her, slashing with its vibratory ethereal sword that ripped even the air apart. Just the buzzing noise that weapon produced, was enough to represent its threat and if it were to reach her, her small body would certainly be severed into two. But Lan Xue didn't panic, when it was about to get dangerously close from her, she also started showing her real prowess.

Swoosh!

A huge ice shard passed through and it brought a dismembered body alongside it. However, that body swiftly turned into light purple dots, vanishing permanently. Lan Xues frost energy had frozen the possibility that any of those particles, could be recycled into another one of those ethereal copies.

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