What?
Senior Bi Cang's divine sense clone was inside this man?
The moment the old man's expression changed, Chen Changming sensed that something was amiss.
But he hadn't expected Senior Bi Cang's divine sense clone to be hidden inside this man.
The old man grunted.
His aura turned somewhat erratic, then quickly stabilized.
He pretended nothing had happened, looked at Chen Changming, and declared arrogantly, "You're no ordinary man, but if you fight me, you're bound to lose. You'll die right here."
"Is that so?"
Chen Changming frowned slightly, his gaze turning cold.
Since Senior Bi Cang's divine sense clone was inside this man, they were now utterly opposed.
No matter what, he had to test this man's strength.
Even if he was no match.
He still had to make a move.
In Chen Changming's eyes, this man was incredibly ancient. No one knew how long he had lived. Though he was still "alive," he was, in truth, very different from an ordinary cultivator.
"Ning Jin, my divine sense clone is being suppressed."
Bi Cang's voice was anxious as she quickly sent a transmission. "This man is powerful, but he has weaknesses. If you can hold him off and keep him from dividing his attention, I'll have a chance to enter his body and merge with my divine sense clone. Once we're fused, I'll have a ninety percent chance of suppressing his soul."
"Understood, Senior. I'll do everything I can."
Chen Changming agreed.
This was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity, and he would seize it.
The old man didn't know what Chen Changming held back—his true trump card was Senior Bi Cang's divine sense clone.
As long as the Demon Spirit Vine worked with him, he could get Senior Bi Cang inside this man's body.
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