Chapter 2711: Fall

"This is..." In the distance, Black Wind was stunned by the scene. Two identical people?

"Is this... the Doppelganger technique?"

In Ancient Times, some could move at an extremely fast speed, leaving two shadows, acclaimed as the Doppelganger technique.

But such a method demands too much of a person.

Almost no one can achieve it.

"No! His self-origin... that is his self-origin!" The Southern-sky person said in surprise, pale-faced: "His self-origin! It’s himself! It’s himself!"

"What!"

Hearing this, Black Wind nearly lost his balance!

"Self-origin is oneself? How is this possible!"

Self-origin is power!

It is the great path!

The dragon is the kingly way!

This is universally acknowledged.

The kings of the Nine Provinces practice the kingly way, hence there are dragons.

And the kingly way is hailed as the strongest great path!

Only those above ten thousand can practice the kingly way.

To these Martial Artists, self-origin feels more like faith.

Like a type of power.

They worship the dragon, worship the kingly way, so their self-origin is the dragon.

But if the self-origin is oneself?

What is this counted as?

"Does he only have himself in his heart?" The Southern-sky person couldn’t help but mutter to himself: "Or does he think the strongest in the world is himself? Too arrogant!"

The only explanation is that this person believes in himself.

He believes in no gods, only in himself!

"Madman!" Black Wind gave such an evaluation.

"Indeed a madman." The Southern-sky person’s voice was a bit hoarse: "It seems this fight is even more spectacular now."

In the clearing!

The two men did not know someone was watching them intently from not far away.

"Your self-origin... is yourself?" The North Palace King saw Julius Reed appear and couldn’t help but be stunned: "Good, it’s becoming more interesting."

After speaking, he suddenly lunged forward!

The massive dragon body, obscuring the sky and sun!

Directly encapsulating Julius Reed within!

Immediately following, a dragon head opened its big mouth and bit down fiercely!

Julius Reed was swallowed inside, disappearing instantly.

"Is it over?" Black Wind said in surprise: "But it makes sense. With such a weak self-origin, how could he confront the North Palace King?"

"In the end, it’s dominance of power."

The Southern-sky person was a bit disappointed: "One could only say the North Palace King’s self-origin is too strong. If he goes mad, neither of us would be his match, let alone that kid."

"Yeah, our expectations were a bit high. Let’s go, if the North Palace King discovers us, his remaining power will take our lives."

Black Wind turned to leave.

Entered the dragon’s mouth.

Will be crushed by power.

Completely disappear.

But just as the two turned around!

Bang!

A dragon’s head exploded!

Julius Reed rose in the air, the Longsword in his hand spinning mid-air, then dropped straight down!

His sword, his self-origin, his body, as he descended, actually turned into a rainbow!

Brilliantly colorful!

A rainbow spanned the sky, dropping straight down!

Slash!

The colorful light pierced into the dragon’s body!

Turning the golden dragon’s tail into rainbow colors!

"Want to eat me, don’t you see if your teeth are hard enough!"

Julius Reed gripped the sword with both hands, slashing fiercely!

He actually severed the dragon’s tail!

"What is a dragon!"

He kicked fiercely!

The dragon tail transformed into stardust, disappearing into the air.

Self-origin is Spiritual Power.

Unowned Spiritual Power naturally disperses.

"Ah!"

The North Palace King went into a complete rage!

He frantically twisted his body, attacking Julius Reed!

Six dragon heads, like six paths of reincarnation, devouring everything.

Once swallowed by it, even the soul would be shattered.

"I, Julius Reed, never speak empty words in my life."

He brandished his sword, flying towards the dragon, "I said I’d kill you, and I will kill you!"

Boom!

His self-origin collided with the six dragons.

Directly shattered.

"You failed." The North Palace King withdrew his self-origin.

The image of a young man reappeared.

Standing before the building, the North Palace King’s face was pale, but he spoke defiantly: "Anyone who opposes this king must die."

Self-origin shattered.

Means a person’s death.

Because self-origin is the force sustaining life.

Julius Reed’s body stood in place, eyes closed, motionless.

Full of deathly aura, devoid of any vitality.

"Such a pity, this time you failed to keep your promise." Despite being injured, the North Palace King was in a pleasant mood for having resolved his enemy.

Recalling being mocked, he slowly stepped forward two paces, smiling as he looked at Julius Reed’s body, speaking: "This time, we are still different, because I succeeded, and you failed."

"Dead?"

In the distance, Black Wind and the Southern-sky person concealed their auras to the utmost, avoiding detection.

"In the end, he still couldn’t withstand the North Palace King’s self-origin."

The Southern-sky person was a little disappointed: "The North Palace King was stronger than I thought, should we follow him first?"

"No rush, watch him take the crown first." Black Wind had a different idea. "The crown, not just anyone can wear it. Wearing the crown requires a ceremony, requires opportunity, which is not simple to achieve."

"Alright then."

The Southern-sky person nodded.

Their eyes were fixed into the distance, wanting to see how the North Palace King would acquire the crown.

"Such a pity, your head, along with your crown, are now mine." The North Palace King could hardly believe someone had created trouble for him.

Thankfully, the trouble was resolved.

He slowly walked towards Julius Reed.

Wanting to take that crown.

"But no one said you’ve won."

At this moment, Julius Reed suddenly opened his eyes.

"Your self-origin wasn’t shattered?" The North Palace King said in surprise, "But no matter, you didn’t die, I’ll kill you again!"

He couldn’t activate his self-origin again, but the other’s self-origin clearly exploded!

"Who told you self-origin doesn’t have illusions?" Julius Reed smiled faintly.

"You... deceived me?" The North Palace King was stunned.

Indeed, illusions are everywhere!

Could it be that what he shattered just now was an illusion?

"Truly despicable!" He never thought that in a duel among top experts, someone would deceive?

What is this?

Not worthy of the crown?

Not worthy of noble honor?

"Then you have to die as well!"

He stepped closer, step by step.

"Sorry, because you already died first."

Julius Reed reached out, giving a fierce pull!

Swoosh!

The Nine Heavens Thorn returned directly to his hand.

This sharp concealed weapon was Julius Reed’s favorite.

Cutting iron like mud.

"Where is this thing?" The North Palace King stopped.

He stood in place, asking.

"At the moment you shattered my illusion, I placed it behind you."

Julius Reed pointed to his head: "In the end, I kept my head."

Saying that, he turned to leave.

Just as he turned around.

A crack appeared on the North Palace King’s neck.

Following closely!

Was the second!

The third!

...

"In the name of the king, I pronounce your death."

Julius Reed extended a finger, pointing towards the North Palace King behind him.

A burst of golden light shot into the sky, exploding directly!