Heavenly Southern Gate

The clone was merely dragging time. If it was killed, Jiang Ming would lose part of his consciousness. Though it was minimal, it was painful.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived, Yin Zhan couldn't help but launch his deadly attack. 

Jiang Ming blocked the attack merely with his bare finger.

"Impossible!" Yin Zhan screamed in shock. With his ability, he naturally could see clearly that within Jiang Ming's finger had no Dao vessel. Neither did Jiang Ming evoke any special ability or immortal origin. Hence, Jiang Ming blocked his attack merely with his bare finger.

"This three-point double-edged knife of mine is of the perfect Great Overarching Dao Vessel, a peerless offensive weapon. How can your physique block it without being injured?"

He had gone mad, wondering which level his physique was. He thought it was incredible and unbelievable.