Li Taichang's demonic pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints as he stared at the hand that had abruptly appeared before him.
All of his demonic intent had been locked onto Chen Fei's true body and Past Self behind him, guarding against any follow-up killing move that might emerge from the Demon Fall Abyss. He had even calculated that Chen Fei might alter the River of Time Journey to use other surroundings to seal the space.
But Li Taichang had never imagined that behind this forcibly torn demonic vortex leading toward a relatively safe region, there would be an ambush waiting: a clone whose aura, cultivation, and even heart-palpitating killing intent were identical to Chen Fei's true body.
This was absolutely not a phantom or something summoned by a secret art. The power emanating from that Dao Crystal rule hand clearly belonged to a Physical Clone with an independent existence, whose Cultivation Realm had reached the Peak Mid Immortal Realm.
Li Taichang's mind trembled. He had been on the verge of escaping, only to encounter such a situation. It was difficult for him to accept.
Chen Fei's own rate of cultivation advancement was already beyond imagination, yet it could barely be explained by the fact that he possessed some heaven-defying supreme treasure or had touched upon a great secret that overturned all understanding.
After all, the Xuan Yu Realm was vast, and now it faced an unprecedented upheaval. The emergence of an exception could barely be understood. Venerable Tianxuan was a living example.
But a clone with a Cultivation Realm completely equal to the true body?
How precious were Fourteenth Order Status Spiritual Materials? Every single portion was enough to trigger bloody struggles among Immortal Realm experts.
Chen Fei had broken through to the Mid Immortal Realm himself, and he was someone