The first to be affected was the physical body before it sank.
The clone's physical body did not experience the many trials of the original body before its sinking. Although the body, forged from three unparalleled materials, was also extraordinary, it was still far inferior to the original body.
But at that very moment, Shen Qian himself felt a pang of jealousy.
In just a few breaths, Shen Qian clearly felt that the clone's physical strength had surpassed that of the original body!
At the same time, the core of the clone's spirit also underwent a transformation.
This time, the feedback was so strong that it happened almost instantly. Shen Qian felt that the injuries he had suffered from splitting his soul had been healed. Moreover, the spiritual core of his body was growing stronger at a visible speed.
If the main body is like this, the changes in the clone at this moment can only be described as astonishing.
The gray mist enveloped him for less than twenty breaths. As the mist gradually dissipated, revealing the figure standing within, even knowing it was himself, Shen Qian couldn't help but catch his breath.
Previously, the kings and nobles he had encountered had all deliberately concealed their auras, but now, the newly formed avatar of a king and noble was recklessly exuding its own oppressive power.
His entire body shimmered with an almost tangible tri-colored halo, his eyes shone brightly, and endless flames danced around him.
The moment the clone opened its eyes, all the remaining green flames that filled the world of spirit witches bowed down!
Because it was another version of himself, Shen Qian's feelings were incredibly profound. His internal organs had already turned into translucent jade, like works of art, and every inch of his meridians and viscera contained terrifying power.
The blood flowing through his body turned pure gold, and his bones, radiating a colorful halo, were even more resilient than an A-grade psionic armor.
This is a complete suppression that truly originates from the level of life itself.
The current avatar of Shenqian has completely deviated from the category of "human".
Just feeling the seemingly inexhaustible vitality surging within him, Shen Qian didn't know if he was even capable of "dying of old age."
The spiritual core within the split body, originally shaped like an egg, has transformed into a small, model-like figure with its eyes tightly closed and its features not very clear.
However, in terms of sheer spiritual strength, it completely overwhelms the physical body.
"It feels like my clone could slap me to death with one blow..."
He muttered to himself, but couldn't hide his inner joy.
Is this the power of kings and nobles?
Having personally experienced that terrifying disparity, Chen Qian couldn't help but sigh.
At this level, what difference is there between mountains and seas and ants?
No wonder there are tens of thousands of martial artists in China, but only a handful of kings and nobles.
Moreover, the clone that sank before was definitely a newbie among the kings and marquises. And due to the special nature of the "Dao", the fighter jet was undoubtedly at the bottom. How terrifying must the real top kings and marquises be?
Just as Shen Qian's thoughts were drifting, Shen Qian's clone, standing above the Dao Sea, suddenly let out a soft "Eh."
Shen Qian's main body and clone both looked up at the desolate depths of the starry sky.
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