The moment Chen Daoxuan's thoughts merged with the Flying Snow sword.
He suddenly felt that he had two bodies. One was his original body, and the other was the Flying Snow Sword.
What was even more amazing was that Chen Daoxuan felt that these two bodies were the same as his own.
This feeling was even different from a clone.
After his black-robed clone split his soul, if he did not take the initiative to contact it, the black-robed clone was basically no different from an independent person.
However, the Flying Snow sword occupied half of his consciousness.
With a thought, Chen Xuan's consciousness became one again. With another thought, his consciousness split into two.
Chen Daoxuan kept switching, his consciousness also kept splitting and merging.
