"An Incarnation?!" The elderly man was equal parts astonished and horrified after Wei Wuyin dispersed into white mist. "No? An Avatar? A Clone?" The elderly man's words slurred as he muttered in confusion and uncertainty. There were numerous arts out there that existed, including unfathomable methods such as cloning one's soul, splitting one's mind, or duplicating one's body, and each had its disadvantages and advantages.
The False God Avatar Art was profound. He could tell at a single glance that the 'Wei Wuyin' they had engaged with was a flawless copy of Wei Wuyin, down to the intrinsic nature of its life and soul aura. With his cultivation sealed, certain Ocular Spells he couldn't use, so being fooled wasn't an embarrassment for him, yet the fact he had no idea that the one before him was an Avatar or Incarnation was deeply disturbing.
