"Ugh!"
Ye Tian Yun suddenly coughed up blood.
He tried to gain his senses, but -
*bang!*
Another kick landed right on his stomach, and he was thrown about thirty feet away.
'I need to get up.'
He tried to do something, but he failed miserably.
Every time he tried to move even a little, he would be kicked and end up flying in the air and hitting the ground very hard.
But this time, just as the kick was approaching, Ye Tian Yun pressed his palm on the ground and pushed himself in the air.
He did it very fast - before the enemy could react, he was already above him.
Clenching the enemy's hair in his claws, Ye Tian Yun moved his body and slammed this enemy's head on the ground.
*boom!*
Blood and meat spurted out at the enemy's head that was crushed.
Ye Tian Yun took a few moments of catch breath and then looked around himself.
He was in a ruined city.
There was a gigantic crater nearby, clearly formed from a huge explosion, which must have been the reason behind the ruined city!
Ye Tian Yun suddenly remembered something -
'The Silver Mist City! Assassination! Wang Yao! Explosion!'
He immediately went on guard and took out his sword.
But there was no one around him.
Ye Tian Yun pursed his lips and slowly began to look for any survivors.
'Xiao Ming… fuck, I don't want to lose Token Of Fate…'
'And that Wang Yao… where is he? How did he come here from the future? Why was his cultivation equal to mine?'
He had many unanswered questions, but unfortunately, no one was around him to reveal the mystery behind everything.
Suddenly, he observed one thing.
There were no dead bodies around him!
'There's no way all bodies evaporated…'
He looked around, but there was nothing.
'That guy!'
Just then, the enemy that was kicking him came to his mind.
Ye Tian Yun immediately went to the corpse and began observing it.
'These aren't Gracious Sword Sect robes… so this isn't Xiao Ming.'
'Wait, these are… there are Wang Yao's robes!'
'This guy is Wang Yao!? What the fuck!'
Ye Tian Yun got even more confused with the situation.
Just before the explosion, he was powerless in front of Wang Yao and was getting his ass kicked, and now he had easily killed him?
'This can't be the real Wang Yao.'
This was the first thought that came into his mind.
After all, if someone can travel back in time, there's a high chance they might also be able to prepare a clone for themselves.
"Wang Yao, come out!" Ye Tian Yun shouted.
He wanted to see if his thoughts were true or not.
However, no one replied.
This confused him even more.
'What the hell is going on…'
Just as Ye Tian Yun was trying to figure out any possible answers to whatever was happening around, he suddenly heard a movement.
*siu!'
Without any delay, he instantly slashed his sword.
*clang!*
Ye Tian Yun's sword met with another sword.
There was a young man blocking his attack.
Ye Tian Yun narrowed his eyes when he saw the young man's face.
'Wang Yao…'
Clenching his fists, Ye Tian Yun moved and slashed one more time.
This time it was much faster, and Wang Yao was instantly sliced into two!
Ye Tian Yun didn't lower his guard and continued to look around.
In this small fight, he had noticed one thing.
Even though this Wang Yao was very weak compared to the one he met before the explosion, this one was much more powerful than the one who was kicking him earlier.
'Maybe the next one will be much more powerful?'
Ye Tian Yun's doubts turned out to be true.
After a few minutes, he met another Wang Yao.
This one was more powerful than the last two, but just like the previous two, his cultivation was the same as Ye Tian Yun!
However, Ye Tian Yun had no problem in defeating.
With just a few sword slashes, he beheaded Wang Yao.
Slowly, more and more Wang Yao's began to appear, and Ye Tian Yun continued to kill them.
After about ten or more fights, Ye Tian Yun threw his sword and took out a pair of new ones.
'Now, where is the real bastard?'
He had fought more than ten to fifteen Wang Yaos, and none of them was his match.
In fact, he didn't even need to use sword cultivation techniques against them, just basic sword moves, and his opponents were defeated.
But these fights weren't actually useless.
Ye Tian Yun had figured out something.
'This is an illusion or an independent space…'
He was more inclined to the latter because things were too real around him.
Also, in the second last fight, he threw Wang Yao on a broken wall and then smashed his head on it, killing him.
However, in the next fight, even though Wang Yao's dead body was still lying there, Ye Tian Yun noticed that the wall had turned back to normal!
There were no cracks or blood splashes due to Wang Yao's head slamming on it!
Ye Tian Yun kept his guard up and waited for the next enemy.
He had no other choice here.
Suddenly, he frowned and turned to his side.
A young man was standing on top of the destroyed gates of Ao Ba Clan.
It was indeed Wang Yao.
But this one gave a different feeling to Ye Tian Yun.
'He's the real one!'
Ye Tian Yun immediately came to a conclusion.
The danger level was the same as the one he met before the explosion.
"You have finally shown yourself?" Ye Tian Yun tightened his grip over his swords.
Wang Yao slightly smiled, "That was a good show. I hope I didn't keep you bored."
Ye Tian Yun spat on the ground and cracked his neck; he said, "Well, I wasn't bored because they felt more real."