995 The Clones Return

The Vastheaven Everworld.

A fur-clad youth was flying through the skies of this place. He stared at the distant gray storm that was blotting out the sun in the distance. That was the direction of Vastheaven Palace.

"I've finally made it," Ji Ning mused to himself.

The fur-clad youth was Ning's clone, which had travelled all the way here from the Badlands Territory. Now that he knew that Patriarch Clearwind was besieging Vastheaven Palace, he changed his appearance.

"Even though Patriarch Clearwind has never seen me, he probably knows what I look like," Ning mused.

Swoosh! The fur-clad Ning flew towards Vastheaven Palace at high speeds.