My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Where there is darkness, There must be Light! Domain!

They continued on their path with unwavering steps.

No matter who stood in their way, all were mercilessly annihilated beneath the advance of his undead army.

And soon, they too joined its ranks.

For nearly half an hour, they marched forward until the army finally reached a temple-like structure.

"Hmm?" Gang Reyong frowned.

"What’s wrong?" Jian Ruxue asked curiously, noticing Gang Reyong had stopped in place.

"It seems my undead cannot advance beyond this point."

"What?" Jian Ruxue was momentarily stunned. To test it, she stepped ahead of the army, but a wave of nausea struck her.

Mysterious chants echoed in her mind, forcing her to retreat step by step. Her skin began to burn visibly, and the black haze surrounding her flickered erratically. _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

Jian Ruxue collapsed to the ground, drenched in cold sweat.

She hurriedly turned around and staggered back, breathing heavily.

The longer she remained there, the more it felt as if her soul would be erased.

"Are you alright?" Gang Reyong asked.

"Yeah," Jian Ruxue replied, still catching her breath. "That chant... it’s from the Shaolin temple. I’ve heard it countless times before."

"Shaolin temple?" Gang Reyong echoed, his expression turning contemplative.

Where there is darkness, there must be light. And where there is light, there is darkness.

The principle of equilibrium.

Until now, nothing had ever posed a threat to his undead army. But this Buddhist mantra... it was different.

"So my undead are considered evil spirits, huh?" Gang Reyong mused with a wry smile. "The Shadow Faction using a Buddhist mantra... how ironic."

"It must’ve been stolen by that fallen disciple," Jian Ruxue remarked calmly.

"Fallen disciple?" Gang Reyong’s eyes narrowed.

"It’s a well-known tale in the murim," Jian Ruxue began. "The most talented and promising disciple in the history of the Shaolin temple betrayed them. He stole the Rebirth Pill and defected to the Shadow Faction. That betrayal became their greatest disgrace, so much so that even the slumbering Transcendent martial artists were stirred from their rest."

She paused briefly, then added, "But no one knows what became of him after that."

’So... he was the one who met with Chun Ma.’

Gang Reyong’s nose twitched. Something about it didn’t sit right with him. He didn’t believe in coincidences, especially not in a world where some could predict the future.

Just then, footsteps echoed from within the temple.

A tall, striking man emerged, clad in flowing black Taoist robes with long sleeves. He looked elegant and composed, exuding the serene grace of a scholar.

He emitted no strong presence at all, like an ordinary man.

Doom. Doom.

Gang Reyong’s heart pounded in his chest. A violent palpitation gripped him as his eyes locked onto the figure. His pupils dilated in instinctive fear.

"Hello, travelers," the man said with a gentle smile. "You must have come from far and wide, I presume."

"Protect me," Gang Reyong ordered coldly.

In an instant, all the First-stage and Second-stage Martial Artists appeared before him, forming a defensive line between him and the mysterious man.

"This isn’t much of a warm welcome, is it?" the man said with a light chuckle.