She can see through the cultivation levels of most warriors, including Feng Yunjing and Nangong Yu, but there are some people she cannot see through, such as her master and Zi Jin Zhenren.
But in her eyes, Nangong Yu’s cultivation was indeed at the middle stage of Nascent Soul!
The little golden dragon put his claws against his dragon chin, looking thoughtful: "Boss, do you know what the move Nangong Yu used just now is called?"
Meeting He Xi's gaze, the little golden dragon shook its claws, "That is the avatar of the soul. When a warrior's cultivation reaches a certain level, he can use his spiritual power to condense the soul. If the soul is strong enough, he can transform it into his own avatar."
"Generally speaking, the higher the level of cultivation, the closer the condensed soul clone is to a physical entity, and of course the stronger it is."
"But, there is one thing that is very strange." Little Golden Dragon concentrated and said, "Logically speaking, very few warriors below the Spiritual Severing Stage can condense a Primordial Spirit Clone. I guess there are very few people in Miluo Continent who have heard of the Primordial Spirit Clone."
"What's more, Nangong Yu's clone is so solid, it seems that even the senses and emotions are exactly the same as his original body, and it stays for such a long time. This is definitely not something a warrior in the Nascent Soul stage can do."
"Not to mention, he also tore through time and space. Even for warriors in the Spirit Severing Stage, there are very few who can tear through time and space and enter the forbidden space. When my master, True Man Zi Jin, was still in Miluo Continent, he might not have been able to do this, but Nangong Yu actually did it."
After hearing what Little Golden Dragon said, He Xi was not happy at all, but became more worried. "You also said that this is not something that can be done easily. Then if he is torn out of control like this and condenses a clone, will it really not have any impact on him?"
Seeing He Xi's worried expression, the little golden dragon immediately rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Well, Boss, don't worry about it. You can tell from the way he handled it with ease just now and was reluctant to leave. His Majesty the King of Hell is so powerful, and since he is so confident, there will be no problem."
What Xiao Jinlong didn't say was that there was certainly no problem in just condensing a clone of the soul, but once the clone of the soul was condensed, it meant that his strength was divided into two. As one strengthened while the other weakened, if the original body on the other side encountered any danger, it would most likely not be able to cope with it.
Moreover, the spiritual energy consumed by tearing space is extremely huge. Looking at Nangong Yu's pale face just now, he must be feeling very uncomfortable. But he didn't want the boss to worry, so he refused to show it.
Well, since His Majesty Pluto doesn't want to boast, then he won't say anything more, so as to avoid unnecessary worry for the boss.
Thinking of this, the little golden dragon immediately changed the subject. With a wave of his little claws, a man without hands and feet, with a bloody lower body, appeared in front of He Xi. "Boss, this is a person that Hades specially left for you to deal with. Hehehe, how should we deal with him?"
The person thrown in front of Hexi was Mr. Liao, whose hands and feet were chopped off and whose penis and pelvis were smashed by stones.
After all, Mr. Liao was a martial artist with a relatively high level of cultivation. Although he had broken limbs and shed a lot of blood, he did not die so easily.
At this moment, he was hit by the little golden dragon and immediately woke up with a groan.
When he opened his eyes and saw He Xi looking down at him coldly, he was immediately horrified and his body was shaking with fear, "Forgive me! Please forgive me! Feng Lianying asked me to do all this, it has nothing to do with me, please forgive me, fairy... I will never dare to do it again!" (To be continued)