Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

"I've been trapped in this hellhole for all these years, with no one to talk to. I can only watch you..." Bai Zhaoyun paused, his tone full of resentment and disappointment, "Look at you, I had a good hand, but you played it like this!"

Although Bai Yun felt guilty towards Bai Zhaoyun, he didn't want to be scolded for no reason. "Why did I break it? Don't go too far! I admit that I was sorry for what I did before, but I'm not the kind of person who will let you insult me ​​without fighting back! If you don't explain yourself clearly today, you will continue to stay here alone!" With that, Bai Yun turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, don't go! Listen to what I have to say!" Bai Zhaoyun shouted hurriedly, "After you listen, you will know whether you have messed up a good hand!"

“Look at your current level? You’re almost 16 years old! If it were me, even without the Baiyun Realm, with only a Desert Death God Martial Spirit, I could break through and become a god within three years!” Bai Zhaoyun said proudly.

"It still takes three years to become a god, why don't you go to heaven!" Bai Yun sneered, "Let's not talk about anything else, just how do you break the 30-level limit of the Desert Death God!"

"Is the limit of 30 levels a problem? Haven't you heard that quantitative change leads to qualitative change? If 1 million layers of Soul-Sucking Strike doesn't work, then 1 million layers. If that still doesn't work, then 10 billion. If that still doesn't work, then 1000 billion. Do you think you can break the restrictions of the rules?" Bai Zhaoyun said, looking at Bai Yun who was in deep thought.

"Maybe... it's feasible..." Although Bai Yun was reluctant to admit it, he was not someone who couldn't afford to lose. "When quantitative change reaches a certain level, it is indeed possible to cause qualitative change. But... what about Silas Savoy? Without Bai Yunjie, how can you deal with him?"

"What about the line of faith you used on Li San! Can't you use it on Silas Savoy? You are already 80% sure, why don't you take the initiative!" Bai Zhaoyun looked at Bai Yun as if he was a fool, which made Bai Yun feel itchy.

"How could I be 100% sure at that time? Nasus has been with me for so many years, how could I treat him like this? If my guess was wrong, then wouldn't it be..." Bai Yun tried to explain.

"Isn't that a big deal? Let your clone believe in your original self. What's the big deal? I've read quite a few fantasy novels. Some protagonists let their clones go mining, and some even let their clones die to feed ferocious beasts. Of course, there are also slightly more normal ones, where the clone is allowed to practice while the original self lies down to absorb experience! Besides, does the line of faith harm Nasus? He hasn't been possessed by another body, so is there anything wrong with him believing in you? If he had been possessed and turned into Silas Savoy, he would have deserved to die if he didn't believe in you!" Bai Zhaoyun became more and more excited as he spoke.

Bai Yun was silent. Although he did not agree with what Bai Zhaoyun said, he did not interrupt and wanted to hear what Bai Zhaoyun said.

"Besides, do you really think that an old guy who has lived for at least hundreds of millions of years can be killed so easily by you?" Bai Zhaoyun's words made Bai Yun feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

“What did you say!” Bai Yun grabbed Bai Zhaoyun’s hand and shouted, “Impossible! I saw with my own eyes that Silas Savoy is completely dead. His godhead has also been completely refined by Nasus! Don’t fool me! This kind of thing is not a joke!!”

“Do you remember what Nasus told you about the Death Devourer?”

The words that Nasus had said instantly appeared in Bai Yun’s mind.

"The main function of this magic is to devour. Devour everything about others! The thoughts, personality, divine power, soul, and cognition of the person devoured by death, everything will be distorted and become mine."

"After I devour the other party, I can choose two ways to use his existence. First, I can choose to become him and inherit everything from him, including his luck, talent, cause and effect, destiny, etc. Second, I can refine him into my clone. This clone may not even know that it is a clone. Before I activate him, all his actions are his own. However, as long as I activate him, he will completely become my puppet!"

Bai Zhaoyun looked at Bai Yun, who was frowning, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he knew everything. He asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Bai Yun raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of shock and disbelief: "You mean, Silas Savoy cast Death Devour on Nasus and chose to completely transform into Nasus?"

“No, he turned Nasus into his clone, a sleeping chess piece.” Bai Zhaoyun took over the conversation with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. “Only when certain conditions are met will he truly wake up and completely control Nasus’ body.”

"But...why did he do this?" Bai Yun found it hard to understand.

"It's simple. He failed once before, so he has to be more cautious this time." Bai Zhaoyun's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. "If you don't activate the clone, Nasus will still be Nasus. No matter how you try, he won't reveal any flaws."

"This is just your guess!" Although Bai Yun had already believed most of it, he still couldn't help but refute, "What evidence do you have?"

"Have you forgotten what Nasus told you about the limits of Death Devour? The answer is thrown in front of you, and you can't copy it?" Bai Zhaoyun looked at the stubborn Bai Yun speechlessly. It was as if he was looking at his silly brother. After a pause, he continued: "Sense Nasus's life source yourself. If you see if his life source is missing, you will know the answer. I guess Nasus' life span is at least one third less than that of ordinary people!"

"How did you notice something was wrong? I guess even Nasus himself doesn't know it now," Bai Yun asked.

"Yes, Nasus is still Nasus now, he himself doesn't know it." Bai Zhaoyun answered affirmatively. "Do you think that I, a loser, who has read novels for so many years, is fake? No matter what type of clone it is, the original is the original, and the clone is the clone. How can the clone be stronger than the original? This is not a clone at all!!"

Bai Yun was stunned as if struck by lightning. Bai Zhaoyun's words exploded in his ears like thunder, making him dizzy. Impossible! This is impossible! He couldn't accept this fact. He killed Nasus with his own hands! He witnessed the demise of Silas Savoy with his own eyes. He and Nasus had a brotherly relationship for more than ten years! How could it be fake?

He felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he couldn't help shivering. He seemed to see Silas Savoy's sinister face, with a mocking smile on his face, approaching him in the endless darkness.

Beads of sweat oozed from Bai Yun's forehead, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he was unaware. His heart was struggling violently, his mind told him that Bai Zhaoyun's speculation was very likely true, but he could not accept it emotionally.