"Hmm?"
Jiang Qiao followed the sound, and his pupils suddenly contracted. "Brother, it looks like this isn't just about copying the dead."
The next moment.
The figure on the Sixth Floor's iron-framed corridor stepped out of the shadows.
Revealing a clear face.
When Yang Ling saw that face, his expression also changed slightly, shock flashing across it.
Damn it!
It was actually himself!
And it wasn't just him. Every explorer from Tianyu Ancient Village present was also stunned.
"This is... the Great Elder..."
"What's going on?"
"Even the Great Elder was copied?"
They had never expected to see Yang Ling's Replicant appear upstairs.
For a moment, they found it impossible to believe.
Replicants weren't particularly common in the Supernatural Circle, but they were still within the realm of understanding. However, copying the Great Elder left them utterly confused. In their eyes, Yang Ling was a truly top-tier powerhouse.
They had never imagined that even he could be copied by the supernatural.
They knew that.
After their exchange just now.
They had clearly sensed that the copied companions' strength was no different from that of the real ones.
A true one-to-one copy.
A genuine one-hundred-percent replication!
If Yang Ling could also...
"No."
"That's impossible."
"It's only an illusion. It can't possess the Great Elder's strength."
Yang Ling was their spiritual leader.
So instinctively, they all rejected the possibility forming in their minds. They quickly adjusted their mental states, turned toward Yang Ling, and waited for his next order.
"Even you were copied."
Jiang Qiao spoke in a somewhat grave tone.
Unlike those team members.
He could clearly sense that the Yang Ling upstairs was extremely close in strength to the real Yang Ling. At least in terms of aura, he couldn't tell which of them was stronger.
"What kind of supernatural