Deep within the Chaos Star Sea.
The Number Six Region.
The Nether Prison Immortal King's gaze fell on the figure beside Fang Chen, a figure identical to himself.
It was his Clone.
The Clone he had split off tens of thousands of years ago—the one he had believed long dead on the Heaven-Stealing Path, never to return—now stood before him, looking at him in silence.
They held each other's gaze for a long time.
No words, no embrace, no tears streaming down their faces.
They simply looked at each other.
Yet in that moment, tens of thousands of years of separation vanished.
Every battle his Clone had fought, every wound he had suffered, every drop of blood he had shed surged into the original's awareness like a tide, carried by the resonance between their souls.
There had been the Corrosion of Red Water in the Abyss of Annihilation. The scarlet seawater was thick as blood, every drop laden with the terrifying power of the Law of Corrosion. His Clone had traveled through it for months. His protective Immortal Light had been eaten away, and his flesh had corroded until bone showed, but he had gritted his teeth and endured.
There had been the time they lost their way on the Heaven-Reaching Ancient Road. The road had long since been severed, and every set of Star Coordinates had failed. They had wandered the endless stars for centuries, nearly convinced they would never return.
There had been the bloody battles in the Ancient Region, the Five Clans' assault, the Seven Emperors' hunt, and the descent of the Order Heavenly Slaves.
There had been the founding of the New Alliance, the Myriad Races rallying to its cause, the spread of the Floating Immortal Battle Array, the refining of the Heaven-Deceiving Earth-Changing Pill, the