Just as Kesha had seen, when the Peacock Galaxy's supernova unleashed its first wave of impact, Black Shadow seized the opportunity created by the cracks in the Sub-Biological Barrier and leaked out a tiny bit of energy.
As for how it had managed to condense another body, Hua Zhen only learned later that this was an ability it had concealed ever since the battle began—creating clones.
There were no shortage of examples in the Known Universe of beings fighting through clones. Earth's native god Sun Wukong, as well as He Xi, who had stood in for Kesha in ruling Angel City, could both be considered masters of the art.
But how had Black Shadow acquired this ability?
After thinking it over, Hua Zhen could only attribute it to the thing evolving on its own over the course of several thousand years.
Unlike Hua Ying, who had been immensely relieved to block that strike for her father in the nick of time, Black Shadow, which had lain in wait for three months before finally finding a chance to ambush Hua Zhen, had been beside itself with rage.
It did not need to say anything. The violent flickering of its crimson eyes said it all.
Having expended a tremendous amount of energy, it could no longer attack Hua Zhen. It could only cast Hua Ying a resentful glance for ruining its plans before activating a special teleportation technique and vanishing.
Hua Zhen wanted to stop it, but he lacked the strength. Besides, Hua Ying had collapsed in his arms. Looking at her pale little face, so much like Kesha's, he did not know why, but the stabbing pain of feeling as though he was about to lose something important nearly made him faint.
Overwhelmed with anxiety, how could he care about anything