"Gong Gong? They’re all Gong Gong?" Ji Hao carefully observed the man lying in the coffin. This man looked indeed sixty to seventy percent similar to the current Gong Gong, who had met Ji Hao a couple of times.
Ji Hao discovered an evilness and darkness from this man’s face, that seemed to be carved in his bones. The current Gong Gong had left exactly the same impression on Ji Hao.
The clones of twenty-seven generations of Gong Gong in the nine water eyes? Ji Hao was shocked and also confused. Where were their real bodies? Why were their clones hiding in these water eyes? Or, what had the Gong Gong Family been planning?
Yuan Li looked at the man in the coffin, stunned. Subconsciously, he murmured to himself, "Only twenty-seven? I heard that ever since the ancient heaven emerged, the Gong Gong Family had been existing for nearly a hundred generations."