C1027 Suppressing Spirit Saint

Lin Yan let out a muffled groan as countless duplicates surged toward him.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The sound of slicing wind filled the air. Shadows layered upon shadows, creating a deadly dance. Thousands of duplicates surrounded Lin Yan, trapping him at the center, launching an endless assault.

Lin Yan's entire being was fortified with layers of the Thousand-Floor Pagoda