'A Tier Eight Life...'
Wang Xiao squeezed out a drop of blood and flicked his finger.
HUM!
A figure identical to him suddenly materialized.
However, this figure's aura was faint; it was all for show.
'My Great Daoist Nascent Soul, and even the Blank Runes condensed from my Grotto Heaven, are now fused into every one of my cells.'
'Although I can achieve Blood Rebirth, I only have one Self-Enlightenment Light. So, while I can create a clone, it can only wield a fraction of my power at best.'
'In a real fight, it probably couldn't even defeat a Tier Six Life who has comprehended an Origin Great Dao.'
Wang Xiao looked thoughtful.
However, the clone's purpose wasn't for combat.
It could help explore maps or do things his true body couldn't.
It was still quite convenient.
'Only sixty years have passed. I can still stay for about four hundred more.'
