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In the middle of making a brushstroke, the old man suddenly frowned and looked up into the sky. A profound glow suddenly appeared. "People who exist in my memory cannot have their Karma severed by the Heavens of Ji," he said softly. He lifted his right hand into the air and then waved his paintbrush. A drop of ink flew out which then merged into the air. Suddenly, the entire sky in the region turned completely black. A miserable shriek could be heard echoing out from the void. The voice was none other than that of ancient Ji Ninetee. As the shriek filled the air, all of the Cultivators who were affected by the destruction of the Karma threads suddenly shook. The threads connecting them to Meng Hao, suddenly began to recover. They returned from absolute destruction to form once again. In fact, because they were being reformed out of destruction, they were even stronger and more tenacious than before. [...] Each of these fists contained incredible power. Rumbling sounded out without end, and the illusory figure seemed to be on the verge of bursting into pieces. It appeared to have been sealed, rendering it incapable of making any moves whatsoever; even its Cultivation base was weak beyond compare. It was still trying to disappear and escape, but Meng Hao performed another incantation, and the Eighth Demon Sealing Hex appeared. As the figure suddenly stopped moving, Meng Hao's face distorted with the desire to kill. None of his magical arts seemed to have any effect on this figure. And yet, Meng Hao was not willing to let him escape. He had killed one of the sons of Ji, and he wasn't afraid to kill this Ji Nineteen. That was especially true considering that if he didn't kill him right now, when he was at his weakest, then the man would no doubt cause endless troubles in the future. [...] Ji Nineteen let out a horrified scream filled with shock, fear, and disbelief. "This… this is… the Mountain and Sea Emperor's Banner!" He cried out in alarm as roaring shook his body. Suddenly, what had been illusory, only partly in the same world as Meng Hao, was now forcibly dragged out. There, standing directly in front of Meng Hao, was an old man. He was clearly in very sore straits; his face was covered with a burning, black ink, and his aura was in absolute chaos. Currently, it seemed he was being forcibly repressed, and was now only able to wield the power of Core Formation. His face was filled with astonishment. He could scarcely believe that he had actually been pulled into this world. | ||
~ ISSTH ch. 425 "The Severing Cannot Continue!" |
It's not even comparable to the situation where Rimuru has two of his selves at full strength, one being on the battlefield with Meng Hao and the other in a completely seperate dimension where he doesn't directly interact with the outside.
There's nothing whatsoever here that proves this as a Tier 1-level hax feat.