Hearing Ancestor Lin Shuo's confident words, Qin Fengming's expression suddenly turned solemn. His eyes flickered, revealing the thoughts churning in his heart.
Qin Fengming could not determine what sort of cultivator Ancestor Lin Shuo's True Form had been.
Although a clone inherited bloodline and spiritual consciousness from its True Form, that did not mean a clone necessarily shared the same character and temperament as its True Form.
In the Cultivation World, powerful cultivators were accustomed to lonely, bitter lives. Thus, their characters and temperaments often appeared strange and aloof. Countless incidents occurred where they drew their weapons and fought at the slightest disagreement.
For this reason, cultivators of lower realms were unwilling to deal with cultivators whose realms surpassed theirs.
They never knew which sentence might provoke a powerful cultivator's displeasure, possibly bringing about their own death.
Regardless of their temperament, any cultivator who could reach a high realm possessed an exceedingly firm will. They absolutely would not easily speak of giving up merely because they sensed danger.
Ancestor Lin Shuo now said he intended to go alone to that perilous place from before in search of his True Form's Corpse. Although this seemed somewhat overestimating his abilities, it was not impossible.
Back then, when Ancestor Lin Shuo had just advanced to the late Profound Master stage, he had been able to escape the siege of several Profound Tier peak cultivators from Youfu Palace and even kill one of them. His strength was naturally extraordinary.
Although he had no physical body now, his cultivation realm had already reached the Profound Lord peak, and his soul body was solid. His strength could only be greater than it had been in the late Profound Master stage.
Moreover, there might currently be no Mahayana cultivators in the Northern Pole Land. More than a