Ye Lin's eyes flickered. The Demon Sea was incomparably powerful; no one knew what would happen after entering it. Even with his current strength, he did not dare head there rashly.
That Demon Sea had wiped out an entire great clan in three days. If it wanted to kill him, it likely would not need to spend much effort at all.
"Looks like this time, my clone will finally come in handy."
The corners of Ye Lin's mouth rose. The next moment, a person who looked exactly like Ye Lin stood before him.
"Fellow Daoist."
Upon seeing Ye Lin, the clone cupped his hands and bowed to him.
"Fellow Daoist, I'll be relying on you."
Ye Lin looked at the clone before him and spoke softly.
The clone possessed independent thoughts, but Ye Lin had never really had occasion to use it, so he had rarely done so.
And due to the limitations of its materials, no matter how powerful the ancient secret art One Breath Becomes Three Purities was, it could not possibly defy the heavens.
Thus, the clone before him possessed only mid-stage Spirit Transformation strength, and its ultimate limit was likewise mid-stage Spirit Transformation. It could not advance any further.
Unless Ye Lin preserved the clone's divine soul and remolded its body, giving it greater potential for growth.
But that was not worth it. No matter what he did, the clone's cultivation could never break through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, because it had been split from him in the first place and was innately deficient.
It simply could not go any further.
Otherwise, One Breath Becomes Three Purities would not merely be a top-grade Heaven Grade martial skill—it would be an Immortal Grade one.
"Fellow Daoist, you and I are originally one. There is no need