"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Right after those words were spoken, three streaks of light burst forth from Jiang Yi's body, and then he vanished on the spot.
And now, three figures appeared in the sky, all of which were Jiang Yi.
Moreover, the three figures were positioned in a triangular formation.
"Three Jiang Yis?"
"Is this the true skill of the Princely Heir?"
"Isn't this technique a bit too heaven-defying?"
...
There was a buzz of discussion among the crowd, surprise evident in their eyes.
Even they couldn't determine which one was the real Jiang Yi.
"Is this the Phantom Spirit Body?"
Ling Chen looked toward the three Jiang Yis.
To his senses, these three figures were identical to Jiang Yi.
They seemed not to be illusions at all.
Even when his Divine Soul Telekinesis reached out.
The three figures were completely indistinguishable.
However, he didn't really believe Jiang Yi had created two clones with identical strength to himself.
