My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly!
Chapter 132: Eyes of Truth!

Chapter 132: Eyes of Truth!

"..."

Gang Reyong’s gaze looked around, silently scanning each one of them.

He couldn’t tell who exactly was forced to do it or who found pleasure in doing so. Maybe some felt like they were doing the right thing as well, since they had been taught from birth to do so.

There were many thoughts rapidly whizzing through his head.

If these were only his thoughts, then he would have slaughtered all of them without mercy; however, at this time, he was contacting the main body and other clones to seek a solution.

As an emotionless corpse-like being, it could be said that he didn’t have a heart, but the main body made the decision at this time.

And what did Eryke choose?

Of course, it was to let them have a chance. Everyone must get their chance, especially if they are ignorant. However, he will absolutely not let those who enjoy these things live.

"Hmm," Eryke murmured as he casually hunted wild animals in the forest, living the life of a jungle man.

He paused for a moment and in that instant, a gigantic, twenty-foot-tall tiger leapt at him from ahead, lunging with full force.

But just as it neared, a massive sword materialized behind Eryke’s back, cleaving the beast cleanly in half without mercy.

Blood splattered across the ground, the tiger’s internal organs spilling out in a gruesome display.

"Sigh." Eryke looked at the scene and shook his head.

He had given this tiger a chance by showing his strong presence; however, it was still not scared and thought of him as prey.

Little did it know that its fate was already sealed the moment it decided that.

"The animals in this Martial World are really braver than my world," Eryke amusingly thought in his heart, "and stupider."

Then he opened his system shop for skills.

Casually scrolling through it.

He needed a way to perceive the intention of these people, and he could do it the right way, but honestly, he was too lazy to bother as it would take a long time.

"Why don’t I cheat my way through it?" Eryke thought with a chuckle.

And soon, he found something that could help him, but when he saw the price, he almost vomited blood.

<Eyes of Truth>

A simple skill that allowed his eyes to perceive the true nature of people and their intentions. But the cost of this "simple" skill was a whopping 500,000 destiny points!

"I just gained a million destiny points..." Eryke muttered bitterly as he stared at the skill.

"Still, this could be a future investment for me."

He thought to himself, and after a moment of hesitation, reluctantly purchased the skill.

The moment he did, a strange energy began circulating in his eyes, growing stronger and stronger with each passing second.

Eryke tightened his fists, a tearing pain surging through his eyes. Blood began to stream from them.

Yet he remained calm. This pain wasn’t enough to shake him.

All his clones experienced the same sensation. But unlike him, Drayken’s eyes didn’t even bleed. Chun Ma stayed calm and cold, still immersed in cultivation. And Gang Reyong...

Back to Gang Reyong.

"Hmm?" Gang Reyong gritted his teeth in agony.

The strange energy permeated his eyes, but unlike the others, the pain he felt was beyond comprehension.

Veins bulge across his small body.

There were no tears, but the Death Energy within him was being disturbed, rapidly weakening.

All the remaining Death Energy, enough to form at least half a bullet, was destroyed, vanishing in an instant.

Gang Reyong clenched his fists, enduring the pain. He felt no emotion, but the pain was still very real.

The people before him were stunned, yet none dared to move. Even the twelve old men remained bowed, fear flickering in their eyes.

After a short while, Gang Reyong slowly opened his eyes. His pupils shifted like a ghost, an eerie, gruesome sight.

They were the same pupils as before, yet there was something subtly different. Something unexplainable, something that couldn’t be perceived directly, but was faintly felt.

As the one who had undergone the transformation, Gang Reyong could sense it clearly, undeniably and vividly.

He looked around at the floating bubbles, the emotions of the people nearby.

Technically, he could have used his passive Aura Farming spell to find a solution to this problem as well.

However, that method wasn’t very effective. Even if someone’s emotions toward him seemed sincere, they could still harbor an evil heart.

"Hmm?" Gang Reyong narrowed his eyes, sensing a faint aura surrounding each of them.

Most were shrouded in a gray aura.

Only one girl radiated a white aura.

A few had traces of dark aura, though they were incredibly faint.

The twelve old men, in particular, were enveloped in a dark aura, but it was so subtle that anyone without properly attuned eyes might easily mistake it for gray.

Only a few dark auras remained, belonging to individuals hidden within the crowd, tucked away in the corners.

"I see," Gang Reyong murmured, nodding. Then he raised his hand and pointed at them.

His undead moved instantly, dragging the selected individuals from the crowd with terrifying speed.

"Execute them," he commanded, his voice stone cold.

Blood splattered across the ground as the executions were carried out without mercy. Those who remained kneeling couldn’t help but tremble in fear.

Gang Reyong spoke again:

"I can see all your hidden natures and theirs were the worst of all."

He paused, his eyes drifting toward the twelve elders, causing them to tremble violently.

"This is your only chance. Fix yourselves."

His words hung heavy in the air.

If he wanted to straighten these people out, he would need to be harsher, crueler and also show them a path that didn’t rely on the suffering of others.

For that, he would have to stay here and teach them all, one by one.

And Gang Reyong was willing to do just that.

"I will give you all a chance. Remember, don’t waste it."

"Yes, yes!"

Everyone bowed without hesitation, breathing a collective sigh of relief, as long as they were alive.

Death is a fear that very few can overcome.

Then, driven by curiosity, Gang Reyong approached the girl with the purest soul, her white aura was simply blinding.

He reached her.

The girl before him looked no older than nineteen. She had long white hair and blue eyes that seemed to hold boundless innocence.

Unlike the others, though she was bowing, her body didn’t tremble. Instead, a sense of peacefulness and calm radiated from her.

Her luxurious silk clothes stood in stark contrast to the ragged garments of the others. Gang Reyong glanced at the twelve elders and asked:

"Who is she?"

"She is the disciple of the Seer," one of them replied.

"Oh?" Gang Reyong narrowed his eyes and turned back to her. A flash of enlightenment flickered in his gaze.

Is her plan connected to her?

If this had been anyone else in the Martial World, he might not have considered it. But with his modern mind, he quickly pieced together the possibility.

"Raise your head, little girl."

The girl lifted her gaze, her eyes meeting Gang Reyong’s with a curious spark:

"Umm, aren’t you smaller than me?"

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