It was already late at night when Lu Mingyuan's consciousness returned from the Shadow Warrior.
'My own body is still the best, after all.'
A Puppet's body was still just a Puppet, after all. Still, the experience had allowed him to grasp the Shadow Warrior's general capabilities. It could easily handle any Cultivator below the Seventh Realm and could even take on an ordinary Grandmaster. Winning against anyone stronger, however, would be extremely difficult. It performed well when it had the upper hand, but he certainly couldn't rely on the doppelganger when the tables were turned.
Each Blood Glutton Shadow Warrior wasn't a real person, after all, but a figure sculpted from clay. Its Acupoints couldn't be continuously opened like his, so it could never reach the strength of his true body.
