"Destroying the mirror is the most direct and effective method. Not only do you know that, I know it too," the duplicate said.
He sat cross-legged before the Myriad Ancient Heaven-Reaching Mirror, his black hair fluttering and his white robes peerless. His presence was extraordinary as his brilliant black eyes gazed down at Xia Huanyu, Xia Qiuer, Gu Wuliang, and the others.
His pressure alone already surpassed the combined might of every duplicate that had appeared before.
Even Xia Huanyu, who had been confident he could destroy the Myriad Ancient Heaven-Reaching Mirror, had lost that confidence. He sighed inwardly.
It was a good thing that the duplicate was conscious. That meant they could talk to him and try to reason with him.
At the same time, it was a bad thing. Having consciousness meant he wasn't a killing machine. He could think, plan, and do anything a normal person could.
And the duplicate was modeled on Hua Yunfei, with an equal measure of his intelligence. Even if he was slightly inferior, he was still terrifyingly clever by "ordinary people's" standards.
Without consciousness, the duplicate wouldn't have anticipated their plan to destroy the mirror and come here to stop them.
Besides, a mindless duplicate would be easier to deal with. After all, he'd just be a killing machine, and with careful planning, they could still handle him.
"Did you actually return here when you left earlier? Were you deliberately toying with us?!" Gu Wuliang asked in a low voice.
Even someone as powerful as he was felt utterly helpless now. This duplicate was both strong and devious. He truly had no idea how they could kill him.
"No," the duplicate replied. "Who told you the Myriad Ancient Heaven-Reaching Mirror could only make one copy?"
"Hiss!"
At those words, Xia Huanyu, Xia