The Heavenly Dao Prophet sensed the power within Li Xiang, yet could not discover where the unease emanating from him came from. The Prophet could not even fathom the origin of the art he possessed.
"Then let me see just where your confidence comes from!"
The battle in the cosmos resumed.
Yet the Heavenly Dao Prophet continued sensing everything within the Immortal Realm. The unease filling the Prophet's heart did not come from Li Xiang alone.
It also came from Li Yaowen's clones, and from the sages.
Perhaps everyone in the Immortal Realm felt uneasy during this war.
Lin Meng and the many clones behind her stood upon the ocean. The blue waters rippled beneath the lightning stirred up by the battle between Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Dao Prophet above Endless Night. The sixteen remaining clones faced the sea breeze.
The Ancient Sage they had killed was the Ancient Sage who possessed [Wisdom].
That great Dao of [Wisdom] had fallen to one of the clones.
By now, it was impossible to distinguish who these sixteen clones truly were. Ten years of hunting Ancient Sages had made their magical power ever stronger. Through Li Yaowen's control over the cloning art, the magical power and laws plundered from other clones had freed them from the limits of Nine Tribulations, Ninety-Nine Turns imposed on mortal beings.
Lin Meng herself already controlled twelve kinds of tribulations.
Lin Meng turned to look at the other clones. Previously, she had been deeply wary of them, but as time passed, that wariness was no longer directed at one another.
"What... exactly are they trying to do?"
Lin Meng murmured. On the sea where they had slain the Ancient Sage of [Wisdom], the breeze lifted their hair and skirts, yet only made the silence feel deeper.