Shock and disbelief filled Long Fengyang's eyes. "You... you're actually—" he stammered.
"Actually willing to reveal even that secret, are you? Compared to Tianling, does any of this even matter?
You've forced my child into this state. You are all truly heartless beasts in human skin! Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. We had an agreement back then. I would act as an independent Clone, and you would give me your full cooperation. But now, you're even trying to devour my child—
That being the case, why should I cooperate with you? Why should I act as your Puppet?"
Ye Fengyang's aura was incredibly fearsome, but his Realm was, relatively speaking, quite low.
Like a Void Body, he only possessed a Realm equivalent to the first path of the Sword Ancestor, a vast gap from Long Fengyang's Sword Ancestor Nine Paths and Half-step Sword Saint Realm.
Yet, as the Space Mirror, an ancient Sacred Artifact, his Battle Power was naturally terrifying.
"Father?"
