Those twenty-seven figures were nine Kun Pengzis, nine Tian Xiezis, and nine Di Fengs. 

In the face of nine of themselves, their expressions grew ugly. Those figures had auras on the exact same level as them.

The three of them were peerless experts who had undergone such trials before. But that time, they had only been facing one identical version of themselves, not nine.

The void split open, and another nine figures appeared. These nine were of Long Chen, but while Kun Pengzi and the others’ clones had aura identical to the true body, Long Chen’s clones had stronger auras than Long Chen.

“How does it feel? You shameless fools, do you think I’m so easily taken advantage of?” Long Chen chortled at Kun Pengzi and the others.

“Idiot, worry about yourself,” sneered Di Feng. While they were surrounded by nine of themselves, Long Chen’s clones were clearly even stronger than him. Long Chen was the one who was really dead. For Long Chen to mock them made them snort in derision.

At this moment, those figures...