“We are entering the Daynight clan's pavilion… tonight.”
Nian smiled smugly.
“What did you do with the great grandmaster?”
Yao sighed softly.
“That man should have been dead by now and yet every single time I managed to kill him, it's always his other half that receives his death.”
Nian blinked, obviously stunned that such a method existed. “Is he transferring his death? Or something?”
Yao chuckled darkly.
“No, he is separating himself rather… just like creating a clone of oneself. Naturally, that clone won't possess 50% of the owner's power, which means whoever uses a clone is taking a risk of losing 50 percent of their overall power… so can you tell me what happens if that clone dies? Huh?”
Nian smiled smugly.
“He's done! How many times, you say?”
Yao laughed.
“Twice.”
