Li Shen stood in the center of the Ghost Battle Chamber, his eyes closed in concentration. The stark white walls pulsed with ethereal energy as he focused his qi inward. His breath slowed, each inhale drawing power from the leyline streams that flowed through the chamber.
When his eyes opened, they held a different quality - sharper, more focused, as if seeing beyond the physical realm. Li Shen extended his hand, channeling qi through his fingertips. The air before him shimmered and distorted until another Li Shen materialized, perfectly mirroring his stance.
Fu raised the wine jar to his lips, watching intently as the two Li Shens circled each other. The original launched forward with a strike, which his copy blocked with identical timing. They moved in perfect synchronization, each anticipating the other's moves because they shared the same mind.
