"Moreover, your clone hardly has any thoughts of its own; it merely carries on your rudimentary blade intent. Are you really worried that it might rebel and overpower you?"
If you're not afraid, then why fear death? Why worry about your clone undermining you, always choosing to disperse it instantly? Why can't you leave it inside yourself without draining energy, then reform it... Remember, what you have to do now is to empty yourself, keep fighting, keep killing, keep consuming, keep accumulating...
As Yun Tianyi grumbled and cursed, Wang Zhan listened with unwavering attention.
This was the first time he had received guidance from a high-level Martial Artist, and it opened up a whole new world for him.
