When it divided into thirty-four, these clones seemed to have reached their limit.
Thirty-four Li Ping'ans soared into the sky, casting mottled shadows beneath the setting sun.
Li Yuan looked at these shadows, feeling a bit strange inside.
This technique stemming from his son's "Innate Shadow Blood," he still couldn't fully understand.
However, it didn't matter if he didn't understand it.
After all, his son was no match for him.
He glanced at his son's stats, which read "3010~7880."
With such stats, coupled with a spiritual artifact forged by him, he would be the foremost below the fourth grade.
Thinking that his son had already reached the same realm as him, Li Yuan felt a sense of awe.
He glanced at his own stats again, which were only "4530~69496."
When he was initially at the fifth grade, his stats were just "2600."
This "2600" was no match for his son's "3010."
A genius is truly a genius.
Li Yuan silently praised, feeling that his son had already surpassed him.
