High Martial Arts: A Hundred Thousand Versions of Me Cultivate Together. How Can We Lose?

Zhao Mo transmigrates to a high-martial world and obtains a God-Tier Clone System.

Every day, he can split off a perfect clone from his main body.

Not only do they share attributes with his main body, they can also cultivate for him around the clock, all year long.

Three hundred years later.

An army from another realm reaches Blue Star. Three hundred otherworldly demon gods radiate terrifying, overwhelming auras.

The Martial God Zhao Mo stands in midair, facing the three hundred demon gods alone, his expression calm.

"Humans, we have three hundred experts at the Divine Realm, while you have only yourself."

"We really can't figure out what you could possibly use to win."

Zhao Mo smiled at their words and casually waved his hand. One hundred thousand clones at the Martial God Realm appeared out of thin air.

"I can't figure it out either. How could I lose, with a hundred thousand against three hundred?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.