Runar floated motionless in the white void of the Infinite Qi Realm, being very, very careful not to move more than absolutely necessary.
The last thing he needed was to accidentally destroy more formations by twitching wrong. His body was a loaded weapon right now, and his soul was the safety that couldn't quite engage properly. Every movement risked catastrophic discharge.
Alright. Clone creation. I designed this technique months ago, so the theory is solid. Just need to execute it carefully.
He pulled up the Runic Clone technique from his mental library, reviewing the specifications he'd created back when he was still just planning his cultivation path. It felt like years ago now, even though chronologically it had only been weeks.
