"It's coming!"
This time, Chen Yan's real body was prepared well in advance.
The moment his clone in the rift space committed suicide, he had already set a brand-new metal trash can in front of him in the real world.
His throat turned sweet, and a rush of blood surged upward.
He bent over and spat the blood from the clone's destruction precisely into the bin.
"Pfft."
A mouthful of thick blood sprayed out, splattering against the inside of the bin with a dull thud.
"Whew..."
Chen Yan straightened up and let out a long breath, his face a little pale.
He could clearly feel that half the qi and blood and mental power in his body had been drained in an instant. A weariness that came from the very root of his life swept over him.
"Compared to the first time my Mirror Flower Water Moon clone was injured, I've gotten a lot more used to it."
He leaned back in his chair and murmured to himself.
The last time, at Thunder Roar Mountain, Beast Emperor's projection clone had ambushed him. When his clone was destroyed, the sudden, severe backlash had nearly made him faint on the spot.
This time, though he had lost the same amount, the pain was still within a manageable range.
"Maybe it's because I've grown stronger. My body and mind can both endure a lot more now?"
He rolled his stiff neck, silently assessing the situation.
His Mirror Flower Water Moon had reached the great mastery stage, and he could condense and control his clones far better than before.
More importantly, this time he had chosen to kill the clone himself and was mentally prepared. The impact was naturally less severe than if it had been destroyed against his will.
Even so, the weakness