The heart was one of the body's more vulnerable yet vital organs, and fusing it had put Ling Tian through the wringer. A torrent of energy rampaged through him, and the immense impact made him cough up blood. His internal injuries were severe.
Though Po Qiong had told him long ago that breaking through to the Body Integration Realm would be difficult, Ling Tian still couldn't help feeling dejected.
Not only could he not fuse his heart, he couldn't even fuse his Nascent Souls smoothly. It was hard not to feel discouraged. He sighed, and even his stubborn heart was finally left battered and bruised.
"Ling Tian, you don't need to rush your breakthrough," Po Qiong's voice rang out in his mind, comforting him. "Your cultivation is already very strong. With your main body and clones fighting together, even someone at the Integrated Body Middle Stage wouldn't be your match."
Other cultivators could also cultivate clones, but their clones were usually one or two minor stages weaker than their main bodies. Since clones couldn't cultivate on their own, their ability to absorb spiritual energy was greatly reduced, so they generally didn't add much fighting strength against cultivators of the same rank. Ling Tian's clones, however, were just as strong as his main body, with little difference in power. Fighting him was like fighting five people at once.
"Even so, not being able to break through is still weighing on me," Ling Tian murmured with a bitter smile. "I can handle experts at the Integrated Body Middle Stage now, and I'm even confident I could beat Tian Xin if she didn't hold back. But there's no telling whether other races might have peerless geniuses. If they reach the Integrated Body Late Stage or even Great Perfection Integrated Body, I'm not confident