# 1645
Chapter 1638: True and False Lin Qiye
The moment Lin Qiye saw that figure, his pupils constricted sharply!
The same clothing, the same face, the same voice, the same mannerisms... Lin Qiye looked at him as if facing a mirror. From any angle, he could find absolutely no difference.
Not only him, but everyone standing behind the second "Lin Qiye" also froze in place.
"What's... what's going on?" Zhan Yuwu spoke in confusion. "It actually transformed into an identical person? What a powerful evil creature!!"
The numerous soldiers behind Zhan Yuwu also began discussing in astonishment, their gazes constantly switching between Lin Qiye and "Lin Qiye," their eyes filled with shock.
"This is far more than just an evil creature!" The "Lin Qiye" expression turned grave. "This is part of those Red Stars... If I don't miss my guess, it is the envoy of a Cthulhu Faction god. Whether in power or诡异的程度，都不是寻常见到的邪祟能比的！"
Upon hearing the words "Cthulhu Faction god," Huo Qubing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze toward Lin Qiye shifted somewhat.
He actually knew the term "Cthulhu Faction god"?
Lin Qiye's mind trembled violently as he heard this. The counterfeit before him had directly stolen his lines, and the matter regarding Cthulhu Faction gods was only known to him, Huo Qubing, and Wu Quan. The first words out of this counterfeit's mouth had already gained partial trust from Huo Qubing!
Even Wu Quan, standing beside Lin Qiye, had confusion resurfacing in his eyes once more, his gaze constantly shifting between Lin Qiye and "Lin Qiye."
"That powerful?" Zhan Yuwu drew his curved sword, spiritual power surging out frantically. As he walked toward Lin Qiye, he coldly said, "Marquis, let me see just how much skill this so-called envoy has!"
"Hold on!" Yan Zhong directly pulled him back,精芒闪烁 in his eyes. "Since these two Lin Qiyes are completely identical, how do you know that the one standing beside you isn't the counterfeit?!"
Zhan Yuwu froze in place.
"But... he just called out our names directly, didn't he?"
"Zhan Yuwu, you are the Marquis's deputy general. That hypocrite just now called Yan Zhong, who is the Marquis's strategist. You two have followed the Marquis for several years and are also the highest-realm espers in this army aside from the Marquis." Lin Qiye directly repeated Zhan Yuwu's words from not long ago verbatim.
Zhan Yuwu stood frozen.
After a moment, he thought carefully and chose to stand on Lin Qiye's side.
"Why did you two run over there?!" Yan Zhong said in confusion.
"I believe he is real." Zhan Yuwu said seriously. "He called you a hypocrite."
Yan Zhong: ...
"I once offered seven evil creature heads and the female prisoner Gongyang Wan as generous gifts to request an audience with the Marquis." "Lin Qiye" was not to be outdone, saying.
This time, even Yan Zhong and the others couldn't tell them apart anymore. Their gazes swept across both figures repeatedly, their expressions all quite odd.
Lin Qiye stared at the other "Lin Qiye," his gaze growing increasingly sharp.
This counterfeit seemed to know many things about him, even knowing that he had told Huo Qubing about the concept of Cthulhu Faction gods... How had it managed to do this?
Now, Lin Qiye truly understood the feeling that the Monkey King must have experienced back then. A counterfeit that looked exactly like him, with even memories that were flawless—proving that he was the real Lin Qiye was no easy task.
So, the fallen red meteor contained this "Six-Eared Macaque"?
"Do you have anything else to say?" "Lin Qiye" said coldly.
Lin Qiye looked into his eyes, smirked, and stepped forward slowly.
"What are you doing?" When Zhan Yuwu saw Lin Qiye moving, he asked warily.
"Fake is forever fake, it can never replace me." Lin Qiye clenched his ten fingers, producing crackling sounds, and gusts of wind spread from around him. "I want to see—even if you can copy my appearance and tone... can you also conjure another Hongmeng Lingtai?"
Lin Qiye's foot slammed against the ground, his body like lightning crossing the earth. A fist swung out, and a figure was sent flying like a black dot amid rumbling sounds!
The distant earth was smashed into a massive crater, and the gale blast staggered the soldiers around them. Zhan Yuwu shielded himself with his arm against the wind while turning to look at Huo Qubing, as if asking whether they should intervene.
Huo Qubing gazed at the two figures clashing together and shook his head.
BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!
Explosions of sound like thunder rang through the clouds. Amid the dust filling the sky, two identical figures collided at astonishing speeds, bounced apart, and visible waves of air rolled across the ground layer after layer. The surrounding terrain changed rapidly.
One figure punched through the other's arm, spun around, and kicked the latter's chest. The victim flew away like a broken kite, crashing into a hilltop!
Lin Qiye snorted coldly, then闪到 the figure embedded in the mountain's chest with another step. One hand tore from the mountain toward Lin Qiye's neck, but was easily blocked by Lin Qiye. Another fist smashed into the opponent's chest once more!
THUD—!!!
In the deafening collapse, Lin Qiye stepped on one figure and was directly submerged in the surging rubble.
"Lin Qiye" sprayed a mouthful of blood, a flash of unwillingness flickering in his eyes. His remaining arm pulled the broken sword from his waist, but it was directly slashed in two by Lin Qiye's Ame-no-Murakumo drawn in an instant!
The smooth blade spun through the air dozens of circles before embedding in a section of the mountain. Lin Qiye glanced at the sword body he'd hacked away, and said淡淡地:
"Seems like your skill isn't that great after all. Not only is your physical body far inferior to mine, but even your Ame-no-Murakumo is fake..."
"Fake? You're the fake one!" "Lin Qiye" struggled wildly in the deep pit,瞪大了双眸 glaring at Lin Qiye. "You Cthulhu Faction制造的赝品！永远也不可能取代......"
Before he could finish, a second blade of light flashed, and his head flew upward, rolling to the feet of Huo Qubing and the others.
The counterfeit's corpse gradually melted away, transforming into a诡异 object with eyeballs growing on it. It looked like willow branches, or perhaps some kind of tentacles. Lin Qiye glanced at the corpse at his feet and sheathed Ame-no-Murakumo at his waist.
"I don't understand. There were so many people here. Why did you choose to impersonate me? If you'd chosen another target, maybe you would have succeeded."
Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze, turned slowly, and walked to Wu Quan and the others. The others' gazes toward him were all somewhat odd.
"Are... you the real Lin Qiye?" Yan Zhong frowned and asked.
"He definitely is." Wu Quan said firmly. "Seven Nights ge won't lose to his own counterfeit. I believe he's real."
Yan Zhong and the others turned to look at Huo Qubing. The latter gazed at Lin Qiye for a long while, then nodded slightly and said:
"Tell the army to continue marching... Remember to bypass these iridescent mists and head toward Chang'an at full speed."
Receiving Huo Qubing's orders, everyone busied themselves. Lin Qiye remounted his horse, standing amidst the devastation around him. He glanced back at the iridescent mist covering several mountain peaks. It didn't seem to be dissipating, and his eyes narrowed slightly...
"Seven Nights ge, it's time to go." Wu Quan rode his horse ahead and reminded him.
"Yeah, coming."
Lin Qiye收回目光, followed the army, and continued walking toward Chang'an...