Fang ping had forged his clone in the source world.
A clone that was completely made up of life force was gradually taking shape.
Fang ping began to drip his blood. Drops of blood fell on the clone, making it more agile.
Right now, Fang ping was only forging a prototype clone.
If he really wanted to create a clone that could pass off as the real one, he would have to cut his own mental power and even his brain core.
However, Fang ping could not allow his strength to be affected now. For the time being, he was only going to create a model.
After forging the clone, Fang ping began to learn the sky sealing technique.
One had to admit that Feng was quite talented.
If he didn't have the ability, he wouldn't have broken eight.
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"So that's how it is ..."
Before this, Fang ping had thought that sealing someone else's great Dao was just to have more Origin Energy and directly block off their great Dao.