Su Yu was embarrassed. He had only said that, but who knew that Lan Tian had really gone to do it.
There were too many clones, and he was about to lose control.
Su Yu was helpless. He thought for a while and said, “If it doesn’t work, I’ll take him on a trip through the river of time later. I don’t know what kind of path he has! According to my thoughts, his path might be a little similar to mine.”
Yes, it was similar to his.
Su Yu was thinking of reopening the ten thousand paths, merging the Great Dao into one, and opening a new path.
As for the blue sky, it fused with ten thousand races, transforming into ten thousand bodies, ten thousand bodies into one, ten thousand paths into one. This was actually a little similar to Su Yu.
Su Yu was a page of a book, representing one path.
The difference between the blue sky and him was that the Blue Sky was a clone, and it really cut itself up. It was not like Su Yu, who replaced it with a page of a book.
