After leaving the Great Dao, Hua Yunfei stood atop the clouds, gazing down over the entire Primordial God Realm, his thoughts unreadable.
Who was he... now?
Before, Hua Yunfei had been in control. The thoughts, the actions, even the body had all been his.
But now, he had an independent body and an independent mind.
Could he still be considered Hua Yunfei?
And if so, who was the original?
Hua Yunfei gradually lost himself in thought, standing atop the clouds for a long time without leaving.
After an unknown length of time, he suddenly came to his senses, shock filling his heart. Why had he had that thought?
He had only just gained an independent consciousness. Why had such a terrifying thought already occurred to him?
He was a clone, a branch of Hua Yunfei. They had originally been one and the same; now, he had merely been allowed to act independently. When all was said and done, he was still Hua Yunfei, not someone else.
"That thought was truly terrifying. I only just gained an independent consciousness and mind."
Hua Yunfei shook his head, suppressing the thoughts in his heart.
Just as he was about to leave,
"This is a golden opportunity."
A voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Who!?"
Hua Yunfei frowned and looked around.
Finally, he raised his head and looked above the Great Dao, toward the place where Xuan Yetian was imprisoned. "It's you!"
Xuan Yetian said, "You're not the only one who'll have this thought. Any clone created by a powerful cultivator will think the same way."
"That's why the more powerful a cultivator is, the more wary they are of creating clones and incarnations. Even if they do, their own will must remain in control. That's the only way to prevent things from changing."