Mo Shouhe's face was gloomy. He wouldn't take Fang Qingye's clone seriously, but the mere clone was already no weaker than Fang Qingye back in the day. If Fang Qingye appeared here in perfect condition, Mo Shouhe might not be able to defeat him.
Back then, when Mo Shouhe faced Fang Qingye, although he was limited by his nearing lifespan, he could still claim a slight advantage in strength. After all, Mo Shouhe had been famous for many years, possessing the strength of Martial Arts Supreme since the ancient wilderness era, whereas Fang Qingye was merely a rising star who couldn't catch up with Mo Shouhe's pace so quickly.
But now, Fang Qingye was even more formidable than before, a single clone was enough to stand against him.
"Just a mere clone won't be able to stop me," Mo Shouhe said in a deep voice.
