Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 506 A Fatal Weakness

Bai Zihan's eyes narrowed a fraction.

The haughty laughter resounding through the battlefield failed to disturb

him at all.

Quite the opposite—

A subtle chill emerged in his eyes.

"Is that so?"

He lifted the Eternal Spirit Sword just a bit.

Spiritual light gathered on the blade's edge, making it gleam.

Suddenly—

"Nine Shadows Flowing Light Sword!"

Bai Zihan's form abruptly blurred.

The very next moment—

His figure divided.

Nine exact copies of Bai Zihan materialized on the battlefield, every one gripping an Eternal Spirit Sword.

Auras from them were almost impossible to tell apart.

Nearby guards drew in sharp breaths.

"That's the Bai Clan's famed Technique, Nine Shadows Flowing Light Sword!"

"Nine...?! How to spot the true one?"

Chong Sheng just let out a sneer.

"Useless!"

His words boomed from the darkness.

"Think this trick can deceive me?"

His shape flashed once more, morphing into a flowing shadow while repositioning over the battlefield.

In his view—

Any technique, even a Heaven Grade Technique, held no value.

His own method let him dodge almost every straight assault.

Regardless of Bai Zihan's duplicate count, none could ever pin him down.

Right then—

All nine Bai Zihans lunged forward together.

Nine beams of sword light streaked to various battlefield spots, resembling shooting stars.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The Eternal Spirit Sword hammered the ground over and over.

Every blow tore the earth open.

Huge fissures raced through the wrecked estate amid raging sword qi bursts.

The terrain shook, as though buckling under the strain.

Suddenly—

Amid one shattered shadow—

A ripple formed.

Chong Sheng's form got dragged out yet again.

His eyebrows creased faintly.

Before any full response—

The nine Bai Zihans encircled him.

Nine blades came crashing down together.

Chong Sheng gave a cold huff.

Defense wasn't even attempted.

His form blinked anew, half dissolving into shadow.

The blades sliced right through.

Or that's what he assumed.

Yet instantly after—

Slash!

The edges solidly landed.

Chong Sheng's frame took several hits simultaneously.

Onlookers around gaped wide-eyed.

"He struck him!"

Yet something seemed off.

Chong Sheng's shape stayed upright there.

Utterly unscathed.

The blades had plainly hit his form—

But it was like striking empty air.

As if cutting fog.

Chong Sheng's mouth curved into a derisive grin bit by bit.

His body solidified step by step.

"Hah..."

A soft chuckle slipped out.

"I told you."

Ridicule filled his stare.

"You cannot hit me."

His form blinked once more with the shadow technique kicking back in.

"In this state, I am invincible!"

Arms opened a touch, he gazed down upon Bai Zihan.

"Even if your attack connects... it means nothing"

His grin broadened.

"You simply cannot touch what isn't truly there."

Bai Zihan heard Chong Sheng's boastful claim without instant reply.

Rather—

A hint of astonishment showed in his eyes.

Merely... a light surprise.

Chong Sheng's technique proved more vexing than anticipated.

Though details of Chong Sheng's power escaped him, turning shadow-like posed a real hassle.

Typical strikes would just phase through pointlessly.

That astonishment faded in seconds.

Naturally—

Counters to Chong Sheng weren't beyond him.

To finish the battle right away if desired, Fate Severing Slash would do.

Bai Zihan's grip on the Eternal Spirit Sword firmed up subtly.

A subtle spark lit his eyes.

Chong Sheng's body surely couldn't endure a strike that cuts fate.

Should Chong Sheng endure it somehow—

Bai Zihan would concede slaying him neared impossibility.

Such an outcome rang improbable.

Still—

Exposing that technique now felt premature, as ending Chong Sheng prematurely would disappoint.

Ideally, life spared for intel extraction,

particularly on Western Empires.

Besides—

An intriguing find had surfaced.

Prior assaults failed true harm on Chong Sheng, yet exposed a key detail.

Each Chong Sheng emergence—

Each vanishing act—

Spiritual qi ripples nearby destabilized.

Expenditure proved massive.

Bai Zihan's keen perception had noted it.

Sustaining shadow form demanded vast qi reserves.

Exceeding standard mobility arts.

Repeated activation by Chong Sheng—

Would drain his qi swiftly.

Bai Zihan's eyes glinted faintly.

That's the flaw.

At the same time—

Chong Sheng stayed oblivious to Bai Zihan's inner musings.

Bai Zihan's brief attack pause only swelled his arrogance.

A scornful smirk crossed his features.

"What's wrong?"

Arms folded in superiority.

"Feeling like giving up already?"

Laughter boomed over the devastated field.

"I told you. You cannot defeat-"

Words cut short—

Bai Zihan surged forward anew.

Boom!

Eternal Spirit Sword pounded earth with dread power.

Ground cracked open at once.

A vast fissure bolted battlefield-wide like thunder.

Chong Sheng's face shifted subtly.

Shadow form compelled instant relocation.

Whoosh!

His shape rematerialized meters off.

But Bai Zihan pressed on. Boom! Fresh blow.

Fresh fissure ripping terrain.

Chong Sheng compelled to fade again.

Whoosh!

Once more.

Boom!

Whoosh!

Boom!

Whoosh!

Bai Zihan hammered without mercy.

Every impact wrecked ground, compelling Chong Sheng's endless repositioning.

Battlefield morphed quick into cracked terrain net and rubble.

Chong Sheng evaded all.

Yet more evasions— More face alterations.

Breath turned ragged faintly.

Demonic qi cloaking him wavered.

Bai Zihan spotted it right away.

(As expected!)

Each shadow technique use by Chong Sheng—

Qi drain proved huge.

Brief clashes later—

Half Chong Sheng's qi depleted already.

Bai Zihan sensed it sharp. Meanwhile— Chong Sheng halted abruptly.

Form perched on cracked stone pillar.

Eyes slitted as he fixed on Bai Zihan. Unease stirred.

Suddenly—

Dawning hit his gaze.

"You-!"

Face contorted faintly.

"You're trying to exhaust my qi!" Anger laced his tone clearly.

Bai Zihan merely regarded him. Then—

A smile formed.

Serene, faintly playful smile.

"Oh? You figured it out quite quickly."

Denial skipped entirely. Indeed—

Chong Sheng's awareness...

Altered nothing.

Bai Zihan lifted Eternal Spirit Sword deliberately.

Eyes turned icy.

"You can keep running."

"But let's see how long your qi can keep up with that."