The voice was ethereal, echoing through this vast Starry Sky.
The next instant.
Several hundred meters in front of Lu Chuan, brilliant light suddenly bloomed, and a blurry figure appeared out of thin air.
Then, at astonishing speed, it steadily solidified until it became completely tangible.
"A clone..."
Lu Chuan looked at the figure before him. His expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, he clicked his tongue in astonishment.
Though it was only a clone, it still felt as unfathomable as an abyss and as vast as a sea.
To put it bluntly, he could not see through it at all.
The utterly bottomless kind.
Is this the strength of the Immortal Martial Hall Master? Just one clone gives me the feeling of gazing up at a towering mountain. If his true body descended, just how powerful would he be?
Lu Chuan thought to himself.
"This is indeed merely a wisp of my clone. Your discernment is remarkable..."
While thoughts flashed through Lu Chuan's mind, the Immortal Martial Hall Master across from him had already spoken. "There are not many in the entire Human Race who can see through this clone of mine.
"You have only just broken through, yet you already possess such discernment.
"Truly extraordinary.
"Worthy indeed of being the greatest Heavenly Prodigy and Monster of our Human Race in a million years..."
"You overpraise me, Senior. My little bit of strength is nothing at all. Compared to you, I am still far behind."
Lu Chuan smiled lightly, neither servile nor overbearing.
He did not become arrogant and conceited because of the Immortal Martial Hall Master's words, nor did he belittle himself because of them.
He knew himself well and understood that the gap between himself and the Immortal Martial Hall Master was immense.
But likewise, he believed that