Chapter 2770 So Real

Zen could feel the auras of the four invisible swords even with his eyes closed.

They were definitely the four swords from the Gods Killing Sword Array.

The Buddha Emperor Sword fiercely attacked Zen head-on.

The other three swords circled in from the side, trying to surround Zen.

As someone who was very familiar with the Gods Killing Sword Array, there was no way Zen would allow himself to be trapped in it.

In the face of the Buddha Emperor Sword's attack, Zen didn't retreat, but instead moved forward.

When he was just a foot away from the Buddha Emperor Sword, he wiggled his body like a fish and brushed past the sword.

In this way, he easily left the four long swords behind.

Whoosh!

He tapped his foot lightly on the ground, and then dashed toward the phantom in front of the gate.

It was not surprising for an ordinary phantom to have the same face as his.

What was surprising, however, was that the phantom in front of him could use the Gods Killing Sword Array. This made Zen curious about what the phantom was.

Unexpectedly, the phantom standing in front of the gate just smiled at him and then took a few steps in the other direction.

As it moved, its voice reached Zen's ears.

"Follow me. You have no other choice."

Zen's face darkened when he heard these words.

Although he would be walking right into a trap, he had come too far to turn back now.

Besides, the only way out that he knew of was to go back through the black water, but the Devil and the unknown creatures were waiting for him there. He didn't know how to deal with them.

When he opened the door in front of him, a gust of cold air rushed past him.

In front of his eyes was a huge ice palace.

The whole palace had been built with huge ice blocks. The rich cold air turned into a milk-white mist as it rushed past Zen who was outside the bronze gate.

Before long, Zen's face was covered with a layer of frost.

Enveloped by the cold air, he felt like the blood in his body was about to freeze.

"The air is too cold!"

Zen stomped his foot lightly,

as Zen's.

"Because I'm you. You have to listen to yourself," the phantom said softly.

"A demonic trick!"

Perhaps everyone would react so disbelievingly if they came face to face with a being who looked exactly like them.

However, Zen was beginning to agree with what No. 9527 had said. It was likely that this phantom was him.

But how could there be an exact copy of him in the divine land?

Its martial arts, cultivation system, and everything else were the same as his. But even so, how could it have a Shadow Bearing Sword?

The one-of-a-kind sword had personally been given to Zen by Harper, so how could there be another one?

Swish!

With a flash of light, Zen's own Shadow Bearing Sword appeared in his hand, and a ray of sword radiance shot towards the phantom.

"Haha..."

The phantom chuckled and swung its Shadow Bearing Sword at the same time.

Clang!

The two swords collided with each other with a crisp sound.

"Even the internal momentum is the same!" Zen raised his eyebrows.

He cultivated plenty of Godly Ways, so the Ways-blending Energy contained in his Gods-intimidating Strike was very complicated. But the energy that the phantom's strike had released was the same.

It was obvious that the phantom even had the same Godly Tile that Zen had.

"As I said, I am you, and you are me. How can you defeat me?" The phantom laughed again.