After Long Chen left Mo Gate, the people on the street who saw him immediately fled to the edges as if they had just seen a death god.

Long Chen was startled at first, but then he realized that although many people hadn’t seen the battle yesterday, there had definitely been quite a few people who had recorded the whole thing with photographic jades.

Perhaps in all of Qingzhou City, there were only a few who didn’t know who he was now. Long Chen couldn’t help shaking his head. Acting as if he didn’t see these people, he continued forward.

He might have killed Yin Wushang, but he didn’t feel the slightest joy. Yesterday, Liu Zongying had explained the secret of Yin Wushang’s clone.

For ordinary experts, after they reached the Xiantian realm, they could condense a clone. For example, back in the Righteous and Corrupt battle of the 108th monastery, Ling Yunzi’s clone had appeared.

In reality, those kinds of clones were just spiritual clones. Using a secret art, he had condensed his Spiritual Strength into a clone.

That clone would then be nourished for many years to make it stronger. However, it was not truly...