Daochen's brow furrowed deeply. This fellow had actually made a copy of him.
That was infuriating. What did it intend to do to him?
Soon, an illusory Demon Emperor appeared within that expanse of chaos.
The false Demon Emperor was looking at Daochen too.
The two stared at each other for a while before the Demon Emperor suddenly spoke. "Join us, and you will be granted truly eternal life, true immortality beyond destruction."
"Even when all returns to its primordial unity, you will still exist."
Daochen did not answer. He merely looked at him in puzzlement.
It could speak and communicate. This was undoubtedly an intelligent lifeform.
It just seemed somewhat wooden. Even the benefits it offered sounded stiff and forced.
It was probably still learning.
What the Demon Emperor could not understand, however, was whether this fellow was merely imitating him or had used his finger to create a copy of him. If so, did it possess his power?
Had it really obtained every part of him?
The Demon Emperor sensed the lingering illusory aura on his finger.
Even with so much of it left behind, they were still trying to devour his finger.
This reminded Daochen of bacteria and viruses.
These were things his soul had encountered in the past, but after arriving in the Primordial World, he had never encountered them again.
This thing resembled those, but its ability to devour was much stronger.
He stared intently at his finger, wanting to see whether these really were viruses.
Daochen kept concentrating his Eye Power. Ordinary ocular power was not enough to observe things smaller than dust.
Of course, in the Primordial World, things that small had little vitality. Ordinary spiritual energy alone could make them swell and burst.
Concentrating his power to that degree was of no