Their purpose in doing this was to eliminate any Projection Motes Li Qing might have left behind.
But the Chaotic Dojo was immense, filled everywhere with Great Dao storms. Clearing out the Projection Motes hidden within would inevitably consume enormous amounts of power.
Within this Chaotic Dojo, replenishing excessive expenditure of power would require no small amount of effort.
Not to mention that they also wanted to find the Flesh Egg Daoist; the effort and time required would increase geometrically.
The Chaotic Dojo would become a gigantic lure, drawing most of the Supreme Heavenly Lords' attention here.
This was something Li Qing had thought of on the spur of the moment: an existence even more valuable than himself, one that could diminish his own presence and help him draw away more firepower.
Just as he had expected, figures searching for the Flesh Egg Daoist could be seen throughout the Chaotic Dojo.
But he was strong enough that any lone incarnation of an expert would be walking a dead-end road upon encountering him.
Yet the many experts merely used the deaths of their incarnations to pinpoint his location, then continuously relayed messages to the others, forming an ever-shrinking search ring.
The Flesh Egg Daoist was flying through the Chaotic Dojo, his brow furrowed.
He had clearly sensed these people's intentions, and a trace of wariness appeared in his eyes.
The information he had obtained from Li Qing made his heart pound with alarm. He knew that once the enemies locked onto his position, they would likely dispatch their true bodies.
Even that Supreme Heavenly Lord might personally cross the positive and negative primordial chaos to descend.
The existence of a perfect superposition state had already given the other side sufficient reason to act, even at the risk of their lives.
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