Li Huowang sat cross-legged on the meditation bench, slowly operating his cultivation technique, using the divine light within him to propel the innate qi towards the final wheel.
Due to continually absorbing the innate qi from Xinsu's body, the volume of innate qi within him at this moment seemed incomparably large compared to before. His divine sense probed inward; if before it was just a cloud, now it was like a towering peak without a visible summit.
The innate qi now seemed to have weight, and Li Huowang found it exceedingly exhausting to push such a substantial mass of innate qi.
No matter how long he pushed, it remained at the cusp between movement and stillness.
As a long time passed without progress, Li Huowang suddenly opened his eyes, his expression instantly becoming somewhat irritated; his cultivation still remained at six wheels, unable to reach seven wheels.
