Li Lingtian's heart trembled at the sight.
He did not expect that the Dark Nether Progenitor would summon his true body in order to kill him.
It was a heavy price to pay. Even if Li Lingtian was killed, his original body's cultivation base would be greatly reduced in the future. In the Divine Martial Continent, his clone would not summon his original body unless it was absolutely necessary.
Because this price was not something that a Martial God expert was willing to pay.
Moreover, only after becoming a Martial God would there be an avatar. Martial God experts could cultivate avatars, but they did not dare to use them.
" Li Lingtian, it's your honor to have me here personally. "
"I'll give you two choices. One is to commit suicide, and the other is for me to extract your soul and refine it."
The Dark Nether Ancestor turned into a physical body. He was also dressed in black, and his face was extremely cold. Traces of anger were already on his face.
