Alchemy & Martial Supreme

However, Qin Ming did not stop for even a second as he chased after him.    

Either Qin Ming was able to tell if it was real or fake in an instant, or he knew the route to the maze and was no less familiar with the maze than he was.    

Even a Half-Zhizun expert was unable to distinguish between the real body and the fake body, and Yi Xia did not think that Qin Ming would be able to do so.    

There was only one possibility: Qin Ming knew the pattern of the maze.    

"Impossible. Only the Poison Demon knows the rules of the maze. Even the human Martial Cultivators in the Yue Xuan world would not be able to find out. How did Qin Ming find out?" Yi Xia couldn't believe that Qin Ming knew about the rules of the maze.    

Due to the bloodline restrictions, the Poison Demons could not reveal the situation in the maze to Qin Ming.    

Even if it was a peak Divine Beast Poison Devil, the moment it revealed the maze's rules, it would be killed by the backlash of the bloodline, and it wouldn't even have the chance to say it.    

Those who knew would never be able to say anything, and those who might be able to tell Qin Ming would never be able to know the pattern of the maze.    

As a result, Qin Ming had no way of knowing the rules of the maze.    

The Poison Demon Family had many secrets, but they didn't have to worry about their secrets being leaked. Their bloodline could help them hide these secrets.    

Even if Qin Ming had captured the Poison Demon, no matter how much he tortured them, he wouldn't be able to get any answers out of them.    

"Not good!" Yi Xia was just thinking about how Qin Ming had guessed when he realized that Qin Ming had already caught up to him and was about to throw a punch at his back.    

Qin Ming's punch was swift, and he had his back to Qin Ming. It was already too late for him to turn around and block it.    

"Blood Clone." Yi Xia shouted loudly. He sent out an avatar to block Qin Ming's attack, and he ran away at an even faster speed.    

Qin Ming's fist struck Yi Xia's back, but he felt as if he had hit a rag.    

"It's fake again!" Qin Ming frowned.    

Yi Xia was too difficult to kill. He had already used the blood clone three times, and Qin Ming frowned.    

Yi Xia had already used his blood clone three times. Could it be that his blood clone had no limitations and could be used at will?    

If that was the case, then Yi Xia's abilities were a bit too strong.    

Just as Qin Ming was about to abandon his clone and continue his pursuit of Yi Xia, he sensed that Yi Xia's clone was attacking him.    

"No, his clone's martial arts strength is on the same level as his own!" Qin Ming stared at the clone in front of him in shock.    

Previously, Yi Xia had used his clone to kill him with a single punch.    

But this time, since he was chasing after Yi Xia, he paid more attention to the speed at which he punched.    

It wasn't that he wanted to kill Yi Xia with a single punch, but rather that he wanted to hit him. As long as Yi Xia was seriously injured, he wouldn't be able to escape.    

The fist wasn't heavy, but it was very fast.    

Unexpectedly, when the fist hit the clone's chest, it made a hole, but it didn't disappear. The clone was still able to move.    

The clone didn't feel any pain, nor was it afraid of death.    

When the clone was chasing after Yi Xia, the clone attacked him, trying to stop him.    

"No, I have to kill his clone." Qin Ming initially wanted to go around the clone and chase after Yi Xia's main body.    

However, when he thought about how the clone's martial arts strength was similar to that of the main body, if he ignored the clone and went straight to chase after Yi Xia, then the clone might harm Yi Xuan.    

Moreover, he kept running forward with the clone chasing after him. When he caught up to Yi Xia, if Yi Xia used the blood clone again, wouldn't there be three Yi Xias?    

If he was not careful, the three Yi Xia's would surround him, and he might be killed in an instant.