Some figures wielded war spears, radiating intense, penetrating spear intent.Others wore Chaos Dragon Battle Robes, emanating supreme majesty and suppressive might.There were those holding golden imperial seals, ready to smash them down and shatter the void—capable of obliterating everything in existence.Each figure was armed with a portion of Yi Tianxing's power.
"These illusions of Mirror Flower, Water Moon... so this is what it's about. They can actually replicate my powers and force me to fight against myself. And once I do, I fall completely into this illusion with no way out. No matter how many I kill, they just regenerate endlessly. But... you don't truly understand my power," Yi Tianxing muttered coldly, watching the reflections emerge one after another on the mirrored lake.
A thought flashed through his mind, colder than before.
"Heavenly Emperor's Dragon Dominion Diagram!!"A silent shout echoed in his mind.
As he activated it, the Heavenly Emperor's Dragon Dominion Diagram within his body unleashed endless divine light.
ROAR!!
A golden dragon appeared out of thin air, materializing above the mirrored lake. This golden dragon looked completely real, emanating an innate spiritual essence. Without hesitation, it lunged at the mirrored projections.
Boom! Boom! Boom!A claw slashed down on one illusion. The projection retaliated with a war spear, trying to pierce everything—but under that claw, the illusion shattered instantly into tiny fragments.
The golden dragon rampaged across the lake, and in moments, all the reflections were obliterated. They weren't real manifestations of Yi Tianxing's true power—only partial copies.
Boom!
After annihilating the clones, the golden dragon suddenly soared upward and slashed a claw at the moon in the sky, seemingly attempting to crush it completely.
But strangely, the moment the claw touched the moon, it vanished—like trying to grasp the reflection of the moon in water. Instead, a golden dragon claw appeared in the reflection on the lake's surface, rippling the water.
"You can't escape. This is Mirror Flower, Water Moon. Everything can be illusion, but everything can also be real. Even if my projections can't kill you, don't think you can leave. Prepare yourself for my strongest strike!" said Tong Twelve confidently, his voice echoing across the void.
Yi Tianxing didn't reply.At some point, a tower had appeared in his hand—a simple-looking glazed treasure pagoda. Without hesitation, he smashed it down toward the lake.
Boom!!
The treasure pagoda released a terrifying force. The pressure crushed down as heaven and earth's power erupted. The mirrored illusions on the lake cracked instantly—countless mirror shards shattered, the water's reflection crumbled, and even space began collapsing.
Just like that, the domain of the Mirror Flower, Water Moon—a fate diagram—was shattered by the treasure tower's pressure.
The illusion collapsed like a burst bubble.
Yi Tianxing and Tong Twelve reappeared in midair.
PUFF!!
"No... impossible!" Tong Twelve's third divine eye cracked, bleeding. He spat a mouthful of blood. Without a second thought, he turned around as spatial ripples stirred behind him—he was escaping.
Tong Twelve fled without hesitation. He sensed imminent death.
SWISH!!
Just as the ripples were about to engulf him—his figure vanishing into the void—something shocking happened.
Tong Twelve's robes suddenly vanished without warning. His body became completely naked—not even a pair of underwear remained.
His entire body froze. A cold chill ran up from his groin. He looked like he'd been flash-frozen in place.
It was a bizarre, surreal scene.
Tong Twelve had been stripped naked.
The strong warriors of the Three-Eyed Race who saw this scene felt like their minds would break.
One of their Twelve Divine Sons—stripped completely. Like a naked pig.
"Who did this?!" Tong Twelve screamed, his face alternating between green and white in rage.
All eyes turned.
In the void stood a confident figure with hands behind his back, holding up a set of robes. Who else could it be but Si Kong Zhai Xing?
At that moment, Si Kong Zhai Xing radiated utter pride, standing in the sky like a star of legend. He held Tong Twelve's robes, as bold as ever.
Raising his chin, he declared loudly:"When the enemy blushes... I strip his clothes!!"
"What kind of maniac is this?""He's not gonna strip us too, is he?""Wait—is this guy some kind of deviant? Stripping men bare... that's not just wild, it's straight-up feral!"
The surrounding cultivators recoiled in horror, all taking instinctive steps back—afraid their own clothes might vanish next.
But then came a wave of sympathy for Tong Twelve.To be stripped completely by another man... if this ever got out, Tong Twelve's reputation would be forever destroyed. Not even his ancestors would recognize him anymore.
"BASTARD!!"Tong Twelve trembled violently. His vision dimmed. He almost fainted.
He couldn't believe it—he, one of the Twelve Divine Sons, had been publicly stripped by a man.
A shame that would never be washed away.
In that moment, he'd rather die.
SWISH!!
Still, survival instinct prevailed. The spatial ripples around him surged and covered his body. He was about to vanish into the void with some sort of powerful escape technique.
But...
"You wanna leave? Did you ask me first?" Yi Tianxing sneered.
Even he felt visually assaulted by the sight of the naked Tong Twelve. His mind immediately reached a conclusion—stay far away from that old thief, Si Kong Zhai Xing. The man had a record: he once stripped Xiang Yu, and now Tong Twelve.
Always men.
This wasn't the "Star-Plucking Hand" anymore—it was the "Strip-You-Clean Hand."
Just as Tong Twelve vanished into the void—
A black fishing rod appeared in Yi Tianxing's hand. He flicked his wrist.
SWISH!!
A translucent death hook flew out, piercing the spot where Tong Twelve had just vanished.
"AAAHHH!!"A scream echoed from afar.
The death hook had latched onto something in the void.
With a tug, spatial ripples reappeared. A naked figure was forcibly dragged out—like a salted fish being reeled in.
The Death Fishing Rod had pierced Tong Twelve's back, impaling his soul. The pain was unbearable.
Yi Tianxing stepped down with one foot—
BOOM!!
Tong Twelve's body shattered into bloody mist. With his soul anchored by the death hook, he had no resistance.
The Three-Eyed Race poured all their strength into their divine eyes—their bodies were comparatively fragile. In front of Yi Tianxing, they were like glass.
A soul floated from the mist, filled with terror.
SNAP!!
A black-and-white Yin-Yang chain bound him in an instant and dragged him into Yi Tianxing's Yin-Yang Eye, sealing him in the Innate Yin-Yang Divine Diagram.
He had dared covet Yi Tianxing's woman. That alone sealed his fate. Body and soul—both must perish.
From now on, Tong Twelve would cease to exist in this world.
Everything had happened so fast that even the onlookers were stunned.No one expected Tong Twelve, who had already escaped into the void, to be fished out like a carp.
A nightmare.
This couldn't be real—how could one of their Twelve Divine Sons die like this?
And before death, publicly shamed.
"Run! Everyone scatter and run!!"A Three-Eyed Race expert gave the order.
The others didn't hesitate. They unleashed all their techniques and scattered in all directions, as if terrified of being stripped and reeled in next.
Yi Tianxing's gaze turned cold.
But just as he was about to make a move...
"Sister... I can't suppress it anymore. The effects of the Dragon-Luring Incense... It's too hot... I can't take it..."
A panicked cry echoed from the valley.
Yi Tianxing looked over and saw...
Yao Yue and Lian Xing—their faces flushed like peach blossoms, drenched in seduction. Their eyes had grown hazy, filled with burning desire.
The Dragon-Luring Incense was taking effect.
Their minds were being overwhelmed by waves of lust, steadily eroding their will.
"Not good. The Dragon-Luring Incense is activating!"Someone shouted in alarm nearby.