"Among the multitudes of talents in the Mountain Sea, why must it be me that you mimic?"
Guardian Hill does not believe that the existence behind the Void Realm would engage in futile efforts.
Soon, he understood the reason for everything from the subtle connection gradually forming between his own body and the phantom ahead.
"If they succeed in killing me, they can take my place."
"Even if the task fails, as long as they keep me engaged, through this mysterious connection, they can slowly assimilate me."
"The link itself originates from being swallowed by Dao Yan, which is impossible to sever. If it weren't for my True and False Dao protecting me, and being within Xuan Ji, alongside Mr. Fan, with Tao and moral spirit intertwined, the speed of 'assimilation' would have been a hundred times faster, or more."
"The Void Realm's general, indeed, knows good strategies."
Yet all this is merely the ripples stirred casually before the general truly makes a move.
