The Monster Clone appeared outside, and the Dragon Stele continuously shrank before lightly falling into his hand.
The green domain surrounding them was not yet at the level of a supreme true treasure. Mountain Sitting Guest was merely slowing him down slightly.
Bai Yang looked up. This clone of the North Prison Master did not wear any fierce or vicious expression; instead, he seemed somewhat benevolent.
He looked rather like an elderly human, with a pair of sharp horns growing from his head and a purple battle armor covering his body. He could be considered quite plain.
He deliberately looked several more times at the [North Prison] beneath Mountain Sitting Guest, as though confirming something.
"North Prison Master? Your clone?" Bai Yang asked, though he clearly knew...