Chapter 778

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Standing in place Ye Gui Feng draws in a breath of air prior to reopening his eyes in the physical world.

[.........]

Waking up to find the side of his head pressed against the ground Ye Gui Feng slowly pushes his body back up to come to a seated posture.

*Boom! Boom! Boom!* spreading his spirit senses outwards Ye Gui Feng can hear the faint sound of Xuan Nuo and the Vermilion Bird's clash in the far distance.

Considering how that battle is still ongoing without a sign of it ending not a lot of time must have passed during the instance in which Ye Gui Feng had fainted and slipped into a dream like state.

[...]

Retracting his spirit senses and looking to the skeleton that is leaning its back against the wall Ye Gui Feng constricts his eyes. Even now the sight of this corpse felt as if it is the mirror image of himself after death.

Although Ye Gui Feng's decision has been made he still has a difficult time making sense of this situation that he is faced with.

Prior to interrupting that replay of old memories Ye Gui Feng had felt the presence of a mysterious power in his body.

The nature of this power is rather strange.

It didn't cause any kind of physical pain to Ye Gui Feng. But what it was capable of is something that had caused him to panic. In a painless manner that power had been attempting to erase his memories while replacing it with the memories of another person.

Throughout the replay of those memories Ye Gui Feng felt as if he was experiencing a dream in which he was living the life of another person while gradually becoming them in the manners of an actor slipping into their role.

[...]

The memories of a stranger...

No, perhaps calling these the memories of a stranger isn't perfectly appropriate.

There is something about the sceneries in these memories that sparked a sense of familiarity in Ye Gui Feng's heart.

Towards the sceneries that these memories had shown Ye Gui Feng felt almost as if he had truly been there in the distant past during an unknown time period.

Instinctively Ye Gui Feng can tell that this feeling of familiarity isn't something that had been fabricated by that mysterious power.

[This corpse... Should be the corpse of my original self...]

In the end Ye Gui Feng can only come to this conclusion. The reason as to why this corpse felt like a mirror image of himself after death is most likely also because of this.

[I am... ** *** ***'s clone...]

Despite his unwillingness to accept the reality of the situation Ye Gui Feng can only choose to swallow it like a bitter pill of medicine.

Many things didn't make too much sense to Ye Gui Feng right now but one thing is certain; he is the clone of ** *** *** that was created as a means of accomplishing a certain goal of theirs.

[Heh...]

Inwardly Ye Gui Feng feels a funny sense of irony towards all of this. It is as if history had repeated itself as he intends to disregard the intentions of his original self in the same manner as the demonic self had done to him.

[Exactly what was it that you had planned?]

Looking to the corpse that is in front of him Ye Gui Feng presses his eyebrows together with a light of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

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