Ye Lin looked at the clone before him and let out a long breath of turbid air. Everything that needed to be done was done. It was time for the final step.
It was also the most dangerous step. Whenever he thought of it, Ye Lin still felt a lingering dread.
He had to split his own soul in two, send one half into the clone, then use the secret art One Breath Becomes Three Purities to awaken its spiritual intelligence and turn it into a true person.
Yet this was also the most perilous step. The soul was the foundation of a person; even the slightest harm to it could cause agony worse than death.
Let alone splitting it in two.
Though he had endured such pain before, Ye Lin still shuddered in fear whenever he recalled it.
But he had no choice.
With that thought, Ye Lin closed his eyes, and his consciousness descended into the depths of his sea of consciousness. All around him was pitch-black darkness, layer upon layer of black clouds churning like a terrifying storm.
Yet at its deepest point floated an enormous ball of golden light. Several rays of golden radiance spread from it, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness.
This was Ye Lin's soul.
His consciousness looked upon the soul before him. Ye Lin raised his hand as a blade, and a long saber appeared above his soul.
The next instant, Ye Lin swung it down without hesitation.
At once, darkness filled his vision. He lost absolute control over his body, and the immense pain made it impossible for him to distinguish reality from illusion.
Relying on his formidable willpower, Ye Lin extracted half of his soul and sent it into the clone's mind. He then formed several hand seals and drove