My Immortal Bone Won't Have Mutated Too, Will It?
Song Shuhang felt a swelling sensation coming from his Natal Dantian. The Fat Whale Phantom Core was growing increasingly huge, giving him the illusion that it was about to fill his entire Natal Dantian.
Melon-Eating Sage was at the peak of the Eighth-Grade Profound Sage realm. When he performed the Flesh-Abandoning Ritual, the power he released was immense. Moreover, the cultivation technique he practiced was special, making the power within him incomparably pure.
To lay the firmest possible Fourth-Grade foundation for Song Shuhang, the Northern Great Emperor had adjusted the formation so that the formation eye where he stood could receive the power released by Melon-Eating Sage to the greatest extent.
Thus, in just a few breaths after the grand formation activated, the Fat Whale Phantom Core had received a total amount of spiritual power comparable to what Song Shuhang himself would have painstakingly cultivated, combined with the energy supplied by the Sage Seal Channel, over several months.
The Fat Whale Phantom Core swelled like a balloon being inflated, and in the end, it really did fill the entire Qi Sea Dantian.
His lower abdomen felt bloated, like he had eaten until he was stuffed... It also gave Song Shuhang the faint illusion that he urgently needed to urinate. Feeling that way at such a crucial moment was so awkward that even he felt embarrassed.
Of course, this feeling was entirely a psychological illusion on Song Shuhang's part.
The Natal Dantian existed around the lower abdomen, but in truth, its existence was extremely mysterious—the more a cultivator cultivated and the stronger they became, the more the capacity of their Natal Dantian expanded.
A Fourth-Grade Cultivator's Natal Dantian had a capacity hundreds or even thousands of times greater than that of a