Liang Yue stared at the black, jelly-like figure that looked exactly like him, with the same saber, same stance, same roiling Blood Power, and felt his scalp go numb.
On Bei Dongshi's side of the field, the blindfolded youth simply folded his hands behind his back. "This is your karma clone."
"The one true entity that bears all the weight of your sins and connections in this world… now condensed to fight on my side," he explained mildly.
A shiver ran through the crowd as they understood the weight of this technique.
"So the Desolate Hell freak can… pull your karma out and make it beat you up?"
"That's broken! Ref, do something!"
"Isn't that basically fighting yourself without the benefit of knowing what you're going to do?"
On the high platforms, a few elders leaned forward in shock, and even Path Saints like Zhen Mingshen and Hei An showed genuine interest, because this was an application of karmic severing none of them had seen before.
