"With the disturbance of the Ink Crystal Forest, I can no longer discern which one is the true body. However, this Puppet is already severely injured. Now, daring to utilize the art of cloning in this Ink Crystal Forest, it is clearly seeking death. Let's split up, each of us chasing one!" A group of people had also reached the edge of the gray-white stone forest at this moment. Bi Yan loudly uttered a phrase and without any hesitation flew into the stone forest, chasing after one of the gray shadows.
The others, upon hearing his words, dared not delay any longer. They dispersed, each going after a clone.
Liu Ming also chased after a clone, dashing into the gray-white stone forest like lightning.
Within the stone forest, a strange fluctuation permeated everywhere, severely disrupting spiritual sense.
