Within the Three Thousand Realms, Clone No. 2 remained in the Hidden Spirit Sect, keeping watch over the battle beyond the Three Thousand Realms.
"Main Body, just where have you run off to roam? It's been over four hundred thousand years—you should be back by now." Clone No. 2 raised his eyes toward Xu Fan's Small Courtyard.
"The business venture over there was in such a promising position, yet I had to abandon it and come back to look after things here. I wonder how the Great Commander is doing. Did he receive the Primordial Supreme Treasure I sent out?"
Watching Wang Yulun unleash his divine might and fight two opponents alone, Clone No. 2 could not help but smile.
"The contingency plans we prepared never came into play. In the end, it was Main Body's good brother who stepped forward." Clone No. 2 sighed. At that moment, a Great Saint-level Puppet arrived beside him.
"Looks like I won't need to call on my backer this time. Main Body's good brother can already stand on his own." Clone No. 1 said with gratification.
"One move from your backer was enough. With me here in the Hidden Spirit Sect, an attack from a mere Chaos Great Saint can be handled with ease." Clone No. 2 smiled.
"Do you have any news of Main Body?"
"No. Main Body is in the Unformed Chaos Region. To investigate it clearly, we can only ask the Sovereign. Whether he will agree is another matter."
"Judging by the state of the two of us, Main Body is fine right now. For all we know, he may be living freely and carefree over there." Clone No. 1 said. "Free and carefree, perhaps not. But he is surely searching for the road home."
"Main Body's physical body is