Because the Wuxin Ghost summoned by Wuxin wasn't the same as my Wuxin Ghost. Moreover, the Wuxin Ghost I summoned was even more powerful than his.
I now possessed two types of Dao-defying power. My strength had completely surpassed the level of the Thirteen Hells. Even in my normal state, I still possessed astonishing power.
Yet I had never been able to figure this out: if Wuxin was real, did that mean the Wuxin I killed was fake?
It was extremely confusing. I had no idea how to determine the identity of the other Wuxin.
The cause of all this seemed to be under the control of the Horror Cruise Ship. Its ability to create copies was the true culprit behind everything.
There was nothing strange about copying Wuxin, but the Horror Cruise Ship had copied everything about him as well. Even the fake Wuxin had always believed that he was real. That was the most terrifying part.
After all, he had independent memories and an independent personality. It seemed as if everything he did had truly been done by him.
I put away the Eight Tribulation Sword, looked at Wuxin, and said, "Congratulations on coming back."
"It's nothing. It was what I should have done." Wuxin smiled faintly and looked at me. "In any case, you could say that this time you turned misfortune into a blessing and gained unimaginable benefits."
"This operation was far too reckless." I sighed and looked at him. "I never imagined that the Horror Cruise Ship would be so terrifying. It could even copy the Ten Reverse Dao."
"If that's possible, then if it copied another Chu Zhaixing, wouldn't I be able to obtain her power?"
"That possibility is quite high. You can give it a try," Wuxin said.
I merely waved my hand,