Chen Fazhen's mind stalled for a moment. He could barely think.
He looked around and saw Ying, also in a Remnant Soul state.
He saw an entire Saint Breaking Tree from the Evil Realm.
A wave of dizziness swept over him.
Chen Fazhen's Remnant Soul trembled violently as he stared at the figure before him, shrouded in chaotic flames.
"Chen Yan, if you're here, then who is the Li Zhiyi outside?!"
Chen Yan didn't answer. Instead, Ying seemed to understand Chen Fazhen's feelings and spoke softly:
"Li Zhiyi is just Chen... his clone."
Shock.
Chen Fazhen felt as if someone were tampering with his brainwaves.
After holding it in for a long time, all he managed was:
"What?"
Chen Yan stood calmly with his eyes closed. Countless laws collided in his mind.
The memories belonging to the Lord of True Meaning were being completely fused with and understood by Chen Yan.
Poor Xuan Yi. Even in death, he had never grasped the essence of the True Intent Path, and could only charge blindly ahead.
Chen Yan seemed to be talking with Chen Fazhen and Ying.
But his thoughts ran along countless paths; he had merely split off one to deal with Ying and Chen Fazhen.
Within him, ninety Emperor Fruits' worth of energy remained undigested.
Chen Yan had no idea how far he would evolve in the future.
Looking at Chen Yan's back, Chen Fazhen's voice trembled.
"What level have you reached now?"
Ying frantically signaled him to stop, but Chen Fazhen acted as if he hadn't seen her.
"Answer me, Chen Yan!"
Chen Yan remained with his back to Chen Fazhen and did not turn around.
Chen Fazhen looked at Ying.
"We're both in a Remnant Soul state, so naturally we can't sense his true realm.
Even an Eighth