In the vast wilderness, Wang Teng stood above a forest, his expression somewhat grim.
The Demon Brain Race Darkness Breed had entered this mountain forest earlier, but it had already vanished without a trace.
What gave him the biggest headache was that he had no idea what concealment method it had used. He could no longer sense even the slightest trace of its aura.
That Demon Brain Race Darkness Breed was extremely cunning. From the start, it had intended to widen the distance between them, then enter the forest before he caught up and completely erase its tracks.
This method required enough distance and sufficient time. Otherwise, it would not have been able to shake Wang Teng off.
So the Demon Brain Race Darkness Breed must have planned this from the very beginning.
Unfortunately, Wang Teng had not noticed in advance.
Or rather, even if he had noticed, there would have been nothing he could do, because he simply could not catch up.
What a helpless situation!
Wang Teng's eyes flickered as he continuously considered possible solutions. Then, an idea suddenly struck him.
The next moment, figures appeared around Wang Teng one after another, all of them looking exactly like him.
Dark Clone Art!
There were ten clones in total. Each clone represented one type of Primal Force. Wang Teng possessed eleven types of Primal Force altogether, but Darkness Source Power could not be used casually, so he only created ten clones.
These ten clones only possessed Planetary Level strength!
There was no helping it. The Dark Clone Art itself was merely a Demon Lord Level technique. It was impossible for it to produce stronger clones.
That was why Wang Teng had been using the Dark Clone Art less and less lately.
Clones with Planetary Level strength were simply of