My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly!
Chapter 128: You are already Dead!

Chapter 128: You are already Dead!

Domain.

As an avid reader of anime and manga, he was well aware of the concept.

However, seeing it in person was an entirely different experience.

"So this is the special ability Jian Ruxue mentioned, a Domain," Gang Reyong said calmly.

"Domain? What’s that?" Jian Ruxue asked, clearly confused.

"A Domain is an area where a Martial Artist can fully display their abilities," Gang Reyong explained after a moment of thought.

"As third-stage or even second-stage Martial Artists, we technically possess Domains too, but they only extend an inch or so from our skin. They’re barely effective in combat unless the opponent is significantly weaker."

Jian Ruxue nodded, a look of understanding crossing her face.

Gang Reyong looked at the man—still standing there, silent as a rock, a faint smile on his face.

"First-stage Martial Artists have Domains too, but their use is extremely limited," Gang Reyong thought, recalling his fight with the goateed man.

Although that man’s Will could be externalized, it was still fragile, something that could be broken through sheer physical force.

"I understand now." Before he could say more, Jian Ruxue nodded, her eyes shifting to the silent man, pupils flickering with unease.

"I’ve only ever heard how terrifying a Transcendent Martial Artist is... but now, I’ve truly experienced it. They can kill without you even realizing it."

"Haha." The man clapped, a look of praise written across his face. "You’ve got a sharp tongue and a clear head. That’s exactly right."

He was still smiling, confidence radiating from every inch of his being.

"However," Gang Reyong narrowed his eyes, "I don’t believe your Domain will last forever."

He turned to Jian Ruxue:

"Let’s use the trump card."

Jian Ruxue nodded firmly.

A giant sword materialised behind her, and in the next moment, her figure merged with it.

Gang Reyong grinned.

"You’ve underestimated the might of my army."

The man shook his head dismissively. "The mere Will of a Second-stage Martial Artist is nothing before me." Then he froze, his eyes widened in shock.

Before him, hundreds of Wills began to rise into the sky. Most belonged to Third-stage Martial Artists, but among them, at least a hundred were from the Second stage.

The First-stage Martial Artists also released their Will. Although it wasn’t visible to the eye, one could faintly sense the terrifying pressure they emitted.

Together, their combined presence distorted reality itself, the very air seemed to warp, and the entire area began to collapse.

Debris rained down from the ceiling.

The earth trembled violently beneath their feet.

The man stood frozen, and for the first time, his brows lifted in shock.

"Y-You were able to perfectly preserve all their strength... even after turning them into Jiangshi?"

Gang Reyong, too, was taken aback. He had expected them to be powerful, but this, this was beyond anything he had imagined.

And they weren’t even directing their pressure at him, but he felt his Will suppressed; he would not be able to fully display the full power of his Will in this condition at all.

Still, his expression was calm and cold.

His eyes were drawn towards the man who couldn’t keep his calm.

"I, Jin, the head of the Shadow faction, shall test you," the man declared, drawing a katana from his waist.

A simple, stainless black katana.

Then his finger traced the edge of the blade and the katana vanished:

"Every transcendent Martial Artist has different domains from each other, and mine is a special one."

Jin slowly walked forward and clapped his hands.

Four people walked behind him.

The moment they appeared, chants resounded throughout the surrounding area.

All the undead were instantly suppressed. Although they were still displaying their Will, their presence had weakened considerably.

"I see, that was your confidence, huh," Gang Reyong murmured thoughtfully. He couldn’t let this go on.

If his undead were suppressed, then the odds, which were already tilted in the man’s favor, would only tilt further until he wouldn’t have a way to win at all.

The black swirling sniper changed in front of him and gradually transformed into a bazooka again.

Then he loaded it with his death energy.

Gang Reyong fired without missing a beat.

"Oh?" Jin smiled confidently. "Clever idea, not attacking me and instead targeting the source suppressing your undead. But that’s not enough."

He extended his arms, and the bullets exploded, transforming into a swirling mass of death energy that engulfed the surrounding area.

"Not enough." Jin shook his head, a hint of disappointment in his voice as he pointed with a single finger.

The death energy was instantly sliced into pieces and destroyed, clearing the area immediately.

"Hmm?" Jin frowned. "Something feels off."

His gaze shifted to Gang Reyong, who stood surrounded by an army of undead. For some reason, just looking at this brat made Jin’s heart pound in sheer terror.

"What’s wrong?" Gang Reyong’s voice was cold, emotionless.

"Did you realize it? That you were already dead?"

"Huh?" Jin froze, stunned, then suddenly coughed up a mouthful of green blood. An instant later, black, writhing tentacles erupted from his mouth, binding his body in place.

"How...?" he gasped, his voice filled with confusion. With the last of his strength, he barely managed to tilt his head upward, only to see the towering figure of Gang Reyong, standing atop a mountain of countless corpses.

"I am the decider of fate. The god of all beings. The Buddha who rules the heavens. The Chosen One."

Gang Reyong’s voice echoed across heaven and earth, reverberating like divine judgment.

"No... This is impossible. How could something like this— No! This has to be an illusion!" Jin screamed, his eyes wide with madness.

"Haha."

The world around him cracked, reality splintering like shattered glass.

When it finally broke apart, Jin found himself back in the real world, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Hmm?" He looked behind him. The four behind him had already perished, their bodies lifeless, consumed by the overwhelming death energy.

Even his own body was cloaked in that same energy, the deadly Death Energy just inches from claiming his life.