My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 379 - 356

Chapter 379: 356

"Boom! Boom!"

A massive explosion occurred the moment the spears clashed, overturning the atmosphere.

The stone statue sculpture, which resembled Wang Zijia like a mirror image, didn’t wait for the explosion to fully dissipate. It directly resisted the violent energy and transformed into a streak of light, charging towards Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia didn’t continue to retreat. With a furrowed brow, he conjured a broken long spear in his hand, using it to engage in battle with the oncoming opponent.

Upon contact, Wang Zijia’s eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

Not only did the opponent’s form resemble him, even his strength and moves were almost the same!

It was truly like a mirror combat, but not an exact copy.

For a while, both the man and the sculpture were engaged in a deadlock.

Wang Zijia’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and with a thought in his mind, a Five Ghosts Talisman appeared and transformed into Five Immortal Children.

But even before these Five Immortal Children could take action, an event that made Wang Zijia’s pupils slightly constrict occurred. From within the grey sculpture emerged five identical stone figures resembling the Immortal Children, which immediately tangled with the Five Ghosts.

Moreover, with its contest against Wang Zijia, this strange thing’s previously halted evolution resumed. The grey sculpture’s figure continually improved, becoming increasingly realistic, more and more resembling Wang Zijia himself.

Although Wang Zijia had accumulated a lot of knowledge in Wanyu, the knowledge of Mysterious Domain generally belonged to a God Monarch. Hence, his understanding in this area is very lacking.

As such, he didn’t immediately know the nature of this Mysterious Domain and couldn’t think of a solution.

However, he knew that he couldn’t blindly create new moves.

Otherwise, if he lets the opponent fully replicate his techniques, it might truly put on a show of the real versus the fake Monkey King. By then, that would truly be a headache.

All that takes a long time to say, but in reality, only a few breaths of time had elapsed since Mo Yunzi had spoken.

Mo Yunzi, who dodged with Wang Zijia, was taken aback for a moment as he watched the sudden entanglement unfold.

Without choosing to keep looking, a paper figure appeared beside him, holding a fishing drum that looked like a bamboo tube.

"Thud, thud...honk, honk..."

The Sanskrit sound accompanied the spraying water from the paper donkey and shot straight towards the grey sculpture.

"Bang!"

The grey sculpture, which was fighting with Wang Zijia and was in a deadlock, was hit straight-on by Mo Yunzi’s attack, without even a shield appearing.

The place where the grey sculpture was hit seemed to bleed, losing a good amount of chipped fragments from the god statue. Strangely though, there was no visible wound on the grey sculpture.

Upon seeing this, both Wang Zijia and Mo Yunzi’s eyes lit up in unison.

One came up all the way, while the other survived from the Last Days for a few hundred years.

Without any language or eye contact, the two highly experienced warriors immediately began to cooperate.

Wang Zijia continuously constrained the opponent, getting himself entangled with the enemy.

Mo Yunzi rode a water donkey, moving around the periphery and occasionally landing a hit or two on the grey sculpture.

Every time it was hit, the opponent would shed some fragments from the god statue, but not a single wound remained.

This continued for a quarter of an hour, the ground was completely covered with god statue fragments, but the grey sculpture didn’t have a single scratch on it.

Nevertheless, neither of them became impatient and instead fought cautiously and steadily.

Because both of them had roughly guessed, from the fragments on the ground, where the missing god statues from the various Taoist temples in the mountains had gone.

Especially when a god statue fragment resembling a skull fell from the opponent’s body!

If their guess was correct, what Wang Zijia was fighting wasn’t just a sculpture, but a composite of the majority of the statues from the entire Taoist temple.

It seemed to have a different face for every person, a different god for every believer...it was likely because of this, combined with the absorption of Wang Zijia’s incense, it was able to evolve the ability displayed by Wang Zijia’s statue during their battle.

With this guess in mind, the two became less anxious. Although there were many empty Taoist temples in the mountains, they surely couldn’t withstand the onslaught of two great cultivators.

This harmonious pull-and-hold battle continued for another quarter of an hour or so.

The grey sculpture fighting with Wang Zijia suddenly looked aside at Mo Yunzi, who kept sneak-attacking while it was engaged with Wang Zijia.

Following this, between its body’s fluctuations, a sculpture resembling the Old Taoist Mo Yunzi emerged directly from its body, charging straight at Mo Yunzi.

"Hmph!"

With an instant cold snort from Wang Zijia, he seized this opportunity to summon the Blood Jade Book.

On the book cover was a picture of Wang Zijia with a mysterious smile, holding a Golden Balance in his hand, a Weight on each side of it.

The grey sculpture immediately turned back to look at the book.

A book-shaped stone fell out from its shoulder.

However, whether it was because it didn’t have time to see the book earlier, or because the book cover had the three red copper Weights, and it couldn’t replicate the book, the stone book that had just formed suddenly exploded into a dense mist and returned back to the body of the grey sculpture.

This strange change caused a noticeable momentary pause in the grey sculpture’s combat movement.

The body that had been attacked by Mo Yunzi for over a quarter of an hour without any wounds suddenly appeared with some minor cracks.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia’s tightly stretched nerves violently relaxed.

Simultaneously, without the slightest hesitation in his action, two pages in front of him collapsed. First, a Molten Fireball appeared, directly applied on the face.

At the same time, a shield lit up on his body.

As it was not him casting the spell, but using the talisman from the book.

This time, the grey sculpture truly couldn’t replicate a new ability, and could only hurl dozens of long spears to collide with the Molten Fireball.