For places like this shrouded in the unknown, Chang'sheng always kept a respectful distance.
Even more so when it was a spot where mutated beasts went in and never came out—the hidden dangers here must be off the charts.
If he hadn't sensed an aura similar to Nuwa and the others, Chang'sheng probably wouldn't have even given this cave a second glance, let alone approach it. He'd have walked right around it without hesitation.
But.
Even now, since he had to head down, Chang'sheng naturally picked the safest possible method.
Even if his clone got destroyed, it wouldn't affect Chang'sheng in the slightest.
Of course… if anyone else heard him say that, they'd definitely be scared out of their minds again.
After all, a clone was always forged with a wisp of one's soul fragment from the main body.
If your soul fragment gets wiped out, it leaves a hard-to-restore wound on your soul. To fully recover takes a huge price.
