Beryl-green mist floated within Angelwood Hollow, swirling gently about the platforms.

Li Luo's shortswords hummed with Water Edge, whistling keenly through the air.

A dozen figures leaped at him through the green mist, landing all around him. Their greenwood spears stabbed at his vital points.

Li Luo took a step inwards to his team, and suddenly his shape shimmered. In the next instant, many different Li Luos appeared, leaping out at the absinthe puppets.

They only had basic intelligence and were unable to tell real from fake. Their response was just to stab away at the Li Luo in front of them.

The spears easily passed through the illusions, dissipating them.

Shing!

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