"Exactly!"

Gao Yang picked up his bottle of mineral water. "This is Li Zhuanghu from eighteen years ago. Normally, the 'Beast Emperor' wouldn't produce another beast with the same number until the original one dies. Having two identical people without any 'blood relation' might be acceptable once or twice, but more than that would definitely become a glitch in society."

"But, but!" Xi Ran added excitedly, "When a numbered beast is trapped in this special space, isolated by the Pale Dao, the 'Beast Emperor' doesn't need to worry and can produce another beast with the same number, releasing it into the Mist World to maintain the facade of society."

"Exactly." Gao Yang grabbed the mineral water from Xi Ran's hand and raised both bottles. "These two beasts with the same number are like clones of the same model. According to the 'Beast Emperor's' will, it wouldn't allow two identical clones to appear in the same space and time."