Chapter 564: Chapter 507: Maybe the Split Soul Already Died
Can the divided soul be trusted?
Objectively speaking, the Celestial Dao Sect and Yama Hall are like water and fire. Not only is it untrustworthy, but if they meet, action should be taken immediately.
However, the issue with the divided soul itself seems to be a breakthrough point that lets the old Daoist see a possibility for cooperation.
"Okay."
The old Daoist agreed, not only agreeing but also allowing him to choose two of the three clones to take away.
"No need to choose, I never planned to take them away."
After handing Liu Zongyuan back to him, the divided soul leisurely walked forward.
What he needed to do could be done on the spot. In fact, he wasn’t here to rescue "himself" at all.
Now the people of the Celestial Dao Sect had retreated to the side, all with strange expressions as they watched these clones gather in one place.
Toward the arrival of the divided soul, the fear of these three clones surged to its peak.
They already knew what the other intended to do.
The first clone that was completely controlled spoke first, "You cannot do this, you are killing yourself."
The other two spoke in unison, "Do you know what consequences will come once you do this? Have you thought about it?"
Staring at the three "selves" in front of him, the divided soul felt an awkward sensation for the first time.
If they are all me, then what am I?
Before he could come up with an answer, the three clones couldn’t suppress the urgency in their response, "You are the divided soul, we are also the divided soul, everyone is the divided soul."
"It shouldn’t be like this."
The divided soul tightened his brow, his features bunching together; though they were all himself, he simultaneously lost his sense of self.
"I should be the only one."
The divided soul suddenly said.
These words left the three clones terrified, forming an incredulous emotion.
"You are not the divided soul, a divided soul cannot have such a thought."
Back then, because of treading a cautious path, I painstakingly refined twelve Spiritual Treasures to carry my soul and used the Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill to split myself twelve ways.
Now, a clone actually feels that it should be the only one.
Can this still be considered a divided soul?
The divided soul shouldn’t... and wouldn’t have such thoughts.
The three clones were shocked in their hearts, and the next words from the divided soul before them caused tidal waves within them.
"Perhaps, none of us are the divided soul, maybe... the divided soul died the moment it split into twelve!"
A seemingly self-deprecating sentence not only stunned the three clones but left the onlookers dumbfounded as well.
What’s the situation?
Wasn’t it just simple infighting?
How did it seem like the clones were about to rebel!
This was undermining its existence from the very roots.
Especially some of the Celestial Dao Sect cultivators, who, upon pondering more deeply, broke into cold sweats.
"Damn it, if this is what happens when practicing Clone Skill to the end, then I absolutely won’t practice."
Forget about it, one careless move, and you’re sentenced to death by your clone.
The feeling of being killed must be unpleasant.
The old Daoist, however, seemed thoughtful; from a certain perspective, a forcibly split soul already implies incompleteness.
He seemed to somewhat understand the meaning of the divided soul. Splitting oneself into twelve, it seems that each is oneself, but each one is incomplete, precisely like creating twelve counterfeits with his own hands.
So that’s why the divided soul would say it has already died.
"Nonsense, your perception, your memory, your thoughts, everything of yours comes from the divided soul."
The three clones refuted simultaneously.
The divided soul laughed at himself. It’s true, everything of his comes from the divided soul, everything was given, but what was missing was a sense of self.
Sometimes, he couldn’t even distinguish, whether those intermittent thoughts coming from shared memory were still his own.
Or whether the chaotic emotions from other clones had anything to do with him.
Regarding this, differences arose once again between the two sides.
The three clones spoke in unison, "Isn’t this precisely the wonderful aspect of the Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill?"
All clones share memory, share thoughts.
Otherwise, how does it count as twelve selves, twelve lives?
The divided soul shook his head, "It shouldn’t be like this."
"Or rather, I am unwilling, especially unwilling to let your bunch of fools’ thoughts dictate my actions any longer."
"You’re insane, you’re not me, you cannot be me!"
The clones cursed in horror, terrified to the extreme.
Tsk!
"Yes, I am not you; I am no longer you."
The divided soul shook his head with a bitter smile, suddenly grabbing the clone with cultivation energy, pointing the other hand towards the sky, and a mysterious aura surged out.
"Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill?"
Liu Zongyuan exclaimed, what was he doing, wasn’t there enough clones?
"No, this is not the Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill!"
Soon he realized something was off, as the power did not dissipate, but instead gathered.
The old Daoist seemed to have some speculation, hesitantly saying, "A reversed Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill?"
"You can’t do this, let me go!"
The grabbed clone cried out in disbelief, his features twisted, trying to struggle, but only felt something continuously being drawn from him.
Gradually, his thoughts became more and more sluggish, until they were a blank!
Thud!
The Spiritual Treasure body was tossed aside like trash, and the divided soul suddenly burst into laughter.
He had gambled correctly.
He had really devoured the other clone.
The feeling at this moment was unprecedentedly good, even the noisy voices in his head quieted down significantly at that instant.
The remaining two clones were shocked simultaneously.
"How could this be? How could you have the thought of devouring yourself?"
"Are you insane?"
"How could you devour yourself?"
At this moment, when the two looked at the clone before them, it felt incredibly unfamiliar.
Especially after he finished devouring that clone, a kind of fear they could hardly describe emerged.
They could no longer share the other’s memory, nor perceive the other’s thoughts.
"Is it strange? But I can, whenever I want, I can know what you’re thinking, and whenever I don’t want, I can make it so you cannot disturb me."
The divided soul laughed contentedly.
The feeling was indescribably satisfying.
"Crazy, you are completely mad!"
The clones screamed in terror, unclear if it was fear of their own impending death or fear of this terrifying transformation.
"I... I still have eight clones left; I will definitely kill you..."
The divided soul smiled and shook his head, "You two are wrong again, those aren’t your clones, they’re mine..."
As if guessing the other’s intent, the two clones shouted simultaneously, "No, you absolutely cannot do this!"
"You two are too noisy."
Once more, the divided soul acted, this time grabbing the complete clone reduced to a mortal.
Again, using the reversed Heaven and Earth Four Division Skill, its soul was quickly devoured by him.
With two souls merging continuously into him, the divided soul seemed to perceive more freely.
That urge to break free from constraints grew stronger and stronger.
The next moment, he turned, glancing at the Celestial Dao Sect crowd, nodding slightly, "I owe a favor to be remembered. When you wish to collect it..."
He pointed at the remaining little clone, "Make that guy’s emotions fluctuate, and I’ll sense it."
Supporting Liu Zongyuan looked on with a strange expression. He felt this guy was no longer like a divided soul.
"Are you still the divided soul?"
Silent for a moment, the divided soul shook his head upon hearing this, "I don’t want to be a divided soul anymore."
After he left, the people of the Celestial Dao Sect were still trying to comprehend what had transpired.
This was too absurd; there really was such a thing as clones rebelling.
"Who knows if this deal will be a massive loss."
The old Daoist suddenly spoke.
Originally the divided soul was just a cowardly waste, but this particular figure seemed to be even more troublesome than the original one.
"The ones who should be worried aren’t us."
Liu Zongyuan smiled enigmatically, given the opponent’s recent stance, those remaining eight clones might face a catastrophe...
