Yun Tianzong.
In the secret room, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes.
“The goal should be basically achieved, right?” Su Mo murmured to himself.
Naturally, nothing will happen to his body, because from the beginning to the end, his body has never been out, and all the outside are clones.
By sacrificing all of his body, he should have basically achieved his goal, making the soul clan think that he has completely perished.
In addition to Bai Yan’s clone, he has condensed a total of 13 clones. Among the 13 clones, one of them is hidden to create the feeling of the original body.
Of the other twelve clones, one was destroyed in the Hanhuo Mountain Range, and the remaining eleven clones were killed by the Golden Soul Prince and Lie Zun successively, and all the others were killed by the strong men of the Golden Soul Mountain.
Now, all he has left is his main body and Bai Yan’s avatar.
As long as the main body and Bai Yan’s avatar are hidden, it is absolutely impossible for the soul race to find them, because all connections with this world have been cut off.
A martial artist, a person, or a creature, to survive in this world, is subject to the influence of time, space, reincarnation, life and death, etc., and lives within the scope of this rule.
However, because Su Mo is proficient in the three thousand and one great powers, he can jump out of the long river of time and space, cut off the influence of the rules of this world, and come to the other side of time and space.
Therefore, he will not be locked down by the golden soul prince.
However, all things complement each other, and there are gains and losses. He cut off all ties with this world, and will not be able to show the power within the rules of this world.
In other words, although he can continue to use the various Dao laws of this world, he can’t exert much power at all.
For example, when Su Mo casts the Space Dao, the power drops by more than ten times, because he cannot be assisted by the power of the world’s rules.
So, now, the strength of Su Mo’s body and Bai Yan’s avatar has dropped a bit.
The main body is fine, after all, it has the power of the world, but the cultivation level of Bai Yan’s avatar is too low to show the power of the law, and its strength plummets.
Of course, Su Mo can make the main body and clones reconnect with this time and return to the scope of influence of the rules of this world.
However, in that case, his clones of Ben and Bai Yan will be easily locked by the soul clan just like the other clones that were destroyed.
“Finally got a chance to breathe!”
Su Mo sighed deeply. It doesn’t matter if he can’t show his strength, because this is the golden period of his secret development.
Taking advantage of the relaxation of the Soul Clan’s siege against him, he can develop and grow with peace of mind. When he returns to the rules of this world again, he will be shocked and have the confidence to face the entire Soul Clan.
Therefore, for the next period of time, Su Mo’s plan will remain unchanged. The main body will quietly meditate and strive to improve its strength.
Bai Yan’s avatar must continue to improve within the Soul Clan, and then mix into the middle and high-level of the Soul Clan.
After a while, Su Mo closed his eyes again, and his thoughts sank into his body, refining the small world of the powerful soul clan that he robbed.
At present, this small world, Su Mo already has a way for him to make it truly his small world.
However, there is a little trouble.
Because, not only does he want to refine this small world, he also needs to refine and absorb everything in the small world, such as the power of the five elements, the power of yin and yang, etc., into his own power, and then replace them.
All in all, it is more troublesome, but after all, it is easier than opening up a new small world by yourself, at least saving a small half of the time.
In this way, Su Mo himself was immersed in cultivation again, and he would never leave the level easily.
The Great Hall of Ten Thousand Realms, the ambition of the soul clan!
Killing Yang Tribe, Eighth Soul Pavilion.
On this day, the Eighth Soul Pavilion was decorated with lights and festoons, and it was extremely hot.
Boom boom boom! !
The gate of Palace No. 9526 was knocked.
Bai Yan’s avatar in a purple robe opened the door of the palace and walked out.
Ying Rong was standing in front of the palace gate.
“Brother Bo Yan, are you still practicing?” Ying Rong asked with a smile on his face.
“What’s wrong?” Bai Yan was puzzled.
“Recently, His Royal Highness led the powerful clan to kill Su Mo, the ruler of Yuanshi World. Su Mo’s statue has been erected in the Great Hall of Ten Thousand Realms. Let’s go and have a look.” Ying Rong said with a smile.