No one answered. The entire world had been blasted into the Void, and the Great Dao could not repair it in such a short time.
The Void was filled with countless droplets of Emperor Blood, severed limbs and chunks of flesh, shattered artifacts, and more treasures than anyone could count.
Looking at the blood-soaked, desolate scene, the living beings of both worlds fell silent. What kind of scene was this?
Which side was actually being besieged?
The myriad spirits could no longer tell.
"To see power at that level again after countless millennia... I never imagined I'd witness it in a replica." An ancient War Emperor shook his head again and again, amazed and awestruck.
Even with his insight, he could not begin to imagine how terrifying the person copied by that replica must be.
This person was surely the strongest of that faction. His power was wickedly monstrous; there was no denying it.
"Truly a rare genius, one seldom seen in all of history."
"The world has seen countless great eras, yet geniuses like this number only a handful. With power like that, they certainly live up to their titles."
Several Old Monsters sighed in amazement, deeply impressed by the replica. Even now, their hearts had yet to settle.
Even the most powerful clans found it difficult to nurture a single expert at that level. To do so, they would have to exhaust every means at their disposal, and even then, there would be only the slightest chance of success.
And that was only a slight chance.
In truth, it was almost impossible. Even having every favorable condition come together could not describe the difficulty.
If those super clans produced even one Young Hegemon Grade talent, they would celebrate for countless millennia—let alone an expert of that level.
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