My clone invades all realms

This time, Roya took Makomo with him when they went back.

When the two returned to the foot of Mount Sagiri, it was already completely dark.

As Roya and Makomo emerged from the side path, they immediately spotted the figure standing motionless at the intersection ahead, waiting for them.

It is Urokodaki Sakonji.

Upon seeing the two people, who were somewhat disheveled but unharmed, Urokodaki Sakonji, who was wearing a tengu mask, visibly relaxed his previously tense shoulders.

He knew it.

How could someone as powerful as Roya possibly fail in the final selection?

As it turned out, Roya successfully returned.

Moreover, they also brought Makomo back with them.

"Old man, what are you looking so long for?" Roya stepped forward, grinning. "You weren't just waiting for us here, were you?"

"No!" Urokodaki Sakonji said coldly, though his voice sounded somewhat weak.

He silently turned his head away, avoiding looking at Roya and Makomo.

"I just finished eating and came out for a stroll. I didn't expect you to come back at this time."

"If a tsundere is a cute girl, it's quite pleasing to the eye," Roya bluntly pointed out. "But you're an old man, so don't be so tsundere here. It's very incongruous."

Makomo, who was following behind, covered her mouth and let out a soft laugh.

She bypassed Roya and bowed deeply to Urokodaki Sakonji, her voice filled with joy: "Teacher, we're back."

Upon hearing Makomo's voice, Urokodaki Sakonji turned around, his voice trembling slightly, and solemnly said, "Welcome back."

"Old man, you weren't crying, were you?" Roya leaned closer, wanting to see what was under the mask.

"You wicked disciple!!!"

That one sentence completely ignited Urokodaki Sakonji's anger.

"I'm not such a weak person!!"

Urokodaki Sakonji couldn't help but roar, drawing his Nichirin Blade from his waist and slashing at Roya!

The blade was not drawn; it was still in its sheath.

Luo Ya turned and ran.

"Help!! The master is going to kill his disciple!!"

Luo Ya's exaggerated shouts echoed far and wide through the mountains and forests.

Makomo stood there, watching the two chasing and fleeing, her smile incredibly bright.

...

One Piece world.

The inner prison of the "Collection Room" in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

Luo Ya sat cross-legged on the bed, the flames of the torches on the wall flickering, and a few muttered words came from the distant cell.

The energy bar on the system panel was already full, ready to open the door to the third world at any time.

But now a problem is facing Roya.

Roya's body has reached its limit.

Six clones—that's the current maximum.

Theoretically, it is completely impossible for a seventh clone to be created.

Each of Roya's existing clones is one that cannot be easily drawn away.

Five clones were staying beside that woman, Ronosya, and their sole purpose was to fulfill all of that woman's needs.

If even one of them is missing, even if they only disappear for a few minutes, that woman will definitely notice immediately.

The way Ronosya asked questions never had anything to do with the word "gentle".

In that woman's mind, Roya was not a being who could communicate with others on an equal footing, but merely an object, something that belonged to her.

Therefore, the five clones were unable to move.

Another clone exists in the world of Demon Slayer.

That world cannot be abandoned either.

Ghosts are currently Roya's most stable and efficient source of energy.

As long as there is one ghost in that world, Roya must ensure the existence of that clone, which is the foundation for Roya's use of his cheat abilities.

Unless one day, Muzan Kibutsuji and all the demons completely disappear from that world.

"This is really difficult."

Luo Ya's thoughts raced through her mind.

In the surrounding cells, the humans who were treated as collectibles had long since fallen into a deep sleep.

"Snoring!"

"Snoring!"

The sounds of snoring echoed through the empty prison area.

Roya looked up at the iron bars surrounding the cell. There wasn't even a pane of glass. As a Celestial Dragon, a world noble, they were incredibly stingy in some ways.

"Looks like I have no choice but to push myself."

Roya closed his eyes, and the rise and fall of his chest began to change, a unique rhythm emerging from his breathing.

The breath of water.

The essence of breathing techniques is to extract the deepest potential of the human body through special breathing rhythms and body control, thereby gaining power far exceeding that of ordinary people and becoming qualified to fight against evil spirits.

However, one cannot generalize about the physical constitution of all people.

The difference in talent determines the upper limit of the potential that breathing techniques can extract.

The more talented a person is, the greater the power they can unleash.

What Roya needs to do now is to use the Breath of Water to squeeze every last drop of potential from his body.

Then... it created a seventh clone!

This is pushing the limits.

As her breathing rhythm changed, Luo Ya's blood flow accelerated, increasing her oxygen intake, and her heart began to beat rapidly.

Every muscle and every tendon in Roya's body vibrated under this extreme pressure.

Luo Ya is using all his strength to bring forth the seventh clone.

Based on the current level of development of the Split-Split Fruit, Roya estimated that even if it were developed to its limit, it could probably only create a dozen or so clones.

This number may seem like a lot, but with each additional clone, the burden on the main body increases exponentially.

The more clones there are, the stronger the pressure.

Luo Ya didn't know what kind of effect the Split-Split Fruit would have if it could awaken.

In order to accommodate more and more clones in the future, Luo Ya must find a way to break through the limits of the physical body in subsequent worlds.

Roya knew very well that he did not have top-notch talent.

But with so many worlds, there will always be one where a path exists to break free from the shackles of mortals.

In Luo Ya's vision, the best choice would be those Eastern fantasy or Xianxia worlds with complete cultivation systems.

That world's power system was of the greatest help to Roya.

In both the One Piece and Demon Slayer worlds, the way to become stronger relies too much on talent and bloodline.

Whether it's domineering aura or breathing techniques, top experts are all exceptionally gifted.

This is very unfriendly to someone like Roya who has no talent.

"I hope the next world will give me a surprise."

Luo Ya's consciousness was highly concentrated, and all his mental energy was focused on one point.

"Clone!"

Roya's body outline began to appear as a blurry double image, like a poorly signaled image.

Beads of sweat seeped from Luo Ya's forehead, slid down his cheeks, and dripped onto the stone slab with a barely audible "plop" sound.

Roya's body split into two from one.

The outline of the seventh clone gradually materialized behind Roya, slowly and laboriously.

It was an illusory shadow, sometimes clear, sometimes dissipating.

Roya clenched his teeth, his body trembled violently from the immense strain, and his bones groaned as if they could no longer bear the weight.

Just as the outline of the seventh clone was about to completely solidify.

"Log in!"