"Not a clone? How is that possible? Could there be some circumstance that allows a cultivator to possess two identical physical bodies?"
Upon hearing Venerable Beidou's words, Qin Fengming's mind thundered, and he involuntarily cried out in shock.
To exist with two identical physical bodies without cultivating a clone—this was the first time Qin Fengming had heard of such a thing, and the first time he had seen it.
In Qin Fengming's impression, if a cultivator wanted to possess two nearly identical physical bodies, then aside from cultivating a clone, there was simply no other possibility.
Clones, whether soul-separation clones, second Profound Soul spiritual body clones, or puppet clones, could all be said to be a cultivator's second self.
The only difference was that clones formed through different cultivation methods possessed varying degrees of autonomy—some strong, some weak.
Yet the Mahayana beside Venerable Beidou, whose aura, figure, and appearance were all completely identical to Venerable Beidou's, had actually said he was not a clone. This truly left Qin Fengming deeply astonished.
Though the two had spoken, their divine senses did not stop surging. Amid the rumbling, vast divine sense collided and churned through the void, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to tremble and sway.
"How is this possible? The Cultivation World does possess talismanic patterns capable of condensing divine sense power, but how can you unleash an heaven-defying talismanic pattern that increases divine sense power?"
Amid the resounding rumble, the newly appeared "Venerable Beidou" suddenly cried out in disbelief.
The divine sense power offered by both sides was clearly manifested in the void. Anyone who sensed it could clearly distinguish the amount of divine sense power.
Yet Qin Fengming had used less than half his divine sense power to forcefully withstand the crushing onslaught of Venerable Beidou's divine