My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! Chapter 119 119: Becoming a Second-stage Martial Artist!

It was the first ti in his life that he had ever seen a person beg for death.

Gang Ryeong just shook his head:

"I need you to be at the helm of my army so that I can slaughter everyone who is related to this cave."

"As long as you don't slaughter anyone who is innocent, I am ready to slaughter all your opponents, if they are deed unworthy to breathe."

"What if I want your sword for an innocent?" Gang Ryeong asked in a cold tone.

"Then my sword will not move. You can remove my consciousness then," Jian Ruxue grinned. "But I believe you won't do it."

"... Just go back to my shadow domain for now."

Gang Ryeong looked at the brainless form of Jin Hyuk and shook his head.

Once a mighty elder, he was now just a re slave, without even a consciousness. Gang Ryeong would use him to kill many mbers of the Shadow Faction.

The two left and entered his shadow domain.

Left alone, Gang Ryeong muttered in a quiet mumble:

"It is ti to prepare."

In the endless darkness surrounding him, his abyss-like eyes seed darker than the void itself, as if devouring every speck of light that dared to reflect on them.

Ti passed in the blink of an eye, almost two days gone in an instant.

At that mont, a pair of twins slowly approached the cave.

They wore matching blue Taoist robes, but contrary to their attire, a skull was embroidered on their chests.

"Brother, should we really co here? Isn't this way too dangerous?" she asked, voice trembling.

"This is a task the faction head forced on us. How could we back away so easily?" he replied firmly.

"You're right, but…" she gritted her teeth, staring at the cave swallowed by eerie darkness, her heart pounding violently.

"Be calm. The delay might be due to sothing else, but do you really believe a First-stage Martial Artist would die so easily?" the brother consoled her. "Besides, we have that thing, rember."

At his words, her grin widened as she clenched the bloody jade tied tightly around her wrist like a bracelet.

"You're right."

They stepped deeper into the cave.

The mont they crossed the threshold, darkness swallowed them, and a bloody stench drifted into their nostrils.

"Light the torch," the brother said, his tone serious.

"Yes." She hurriedly fumbled to ignite the torch.

Suddenly, a sharp "swish" sliced through the air.

"Hurry, dodge!" the brother shouted as he jumped to the side.

But the sister was too slow to react, an eerie black light pierced her chest.

"Huh?"

She sank to her knees, staring down at the bloody hole blooming in her chest.

Slowly, she collapsed with a heavy thud, eyes wide with horror.

"Nooo…" the brother cried out, leaping toward her. A flash of blinding black light erupted, but it missed, striking where he had just stood.

He scrambled to his sister's fallen body and pulled the bloody jade from her wrist.

Then he took a necklace from his own neck.

With a wild grin, he joined the two together.

"Now you're dead, whoever you are," he laughed maniacally, madness gleaming in his eyes.

Death energy gathered in the surroundings, completely enveloping the two.

"Eh?" The man was stunned for a mont before a violent cry of pain erupted.

This scene played out vividly before the eerie gaze of Gang Ryeong.

"These two were pawns," he muttered.

He held a pistol ford entirely of black haze, his eyes narrowing as he looked outside the cave.

"I can faintly see gray bubbles forming, it looks like there are five of them."

His heart remained completely calm and peaceful.

"There are five First-stage Martial Artists. Are you sure we can handle them?" Jian Ruxue asked, her expression stern.

"It's fine."

Gang Ryeong nodded his head, then his eyes were drawn towards the twins who were entirely covered by Death Energy:

"They are quite nice; they sent a al." He opened his mouth, and all the Death Energy swirled and beca attracted to him, being devoured.

The devoured energy slowly gathered in his dantian, which he could use to strengthen his Will just like Qi.

Gang Ryeong didn't know the effect of having Death Energy in the core; however, since this core was literally ford by death energy and he was allowed to, so he did it without hesitation.

And to his surprise, the Death Energy was limitless in front of him; no matter how much he devoured, there was still more left.

His dantian was quickly reaching its limits, and Gang Ryeong imdiately started the process of strengthening his Will.

This Death Energy was almost like Qi, except for it being the bane of all living things.

To his surprise, he found that the rate at which his Will was being strengthened was hundreds of tis faster than Qi.

In just a few monts, almost all the Death Energy had been drained from his dantian, around 20 years' worth of it, and one fourth of the process was done.

Gang Ryeong didn't stop and continued.

By the end, he had completely strengthened his Will, and there was still so Death Energy left in his dantian.

Gang Ryeong burped as he rubbed his stomach in satisfaction.

The Will behind him grew as tall as twenty-five ters, the sa height as that of Jian Ruxue. At the sa ti, Will's eyes turned golden.

"Did you already reach the Second-stage Martial?" Jian Ruxue widened her eyes.

"Hmm?" Gang Ryeong turned towards her in confusion.

"You will gain a special symbol if you are able to enter the Second-stage Martial realm, and yours exactly looks like that."

"I see, what's so special about it?"

"Use your power, and you will be able to know. Even the lowest of the Martial Artists experience a five tis boost in their strength when they break through from Third-stage to Second-stage."

"Really? But I don't use Martial Arts much…" Gang Ryeong paused for a mont, "I could use other weapons instead."