If possible, Wang Qi actually did not want to refine this planet's native immortal power. He would rather rely purely on his own mana to pile up the strength of his avatar.
In any case, for his true body, the mana consumed by empowering a mere Integrated Body Realm Cultivator was entirely negligible.
He only needed to manifest a black umbrella and bask in the sun, and he would have everything he needed.
But the problem with this planet was that the immortal's power lingered everywhere, causing the entire planet to be tainted by that immortal's power. Every living thing naturally carried a trace of immortal power within its body. Even when they cultivated on their own, traces of that immortal power remained in their mana.
Therefore, if he did not mix in the dead immortal's power, the Pulas could instantly tell from the aura of his mana that his avatar was not one of their kind.
But for an Immortal at Wang Qi's level, this was an especially unpleasant process.
Another's power was poison. He clearly had the ability to completely refine the foreign immortal power, yet he deliberately chose not to, allowing it to wander through his body. It was like holding a mouthful of food without swallowing it, letting it ferment and spoil in his mouth.
But there was no helping it. Whenever Wang Qi's avatars had approached the Pulas before, those Pulas had felt fear, precisely because his own mana was utterly out of place in this world. He could not make another mistake in this matter.
After the Dividing the Spirit stage came the forging of the Dharma Body, completing "integration."
This step posed no difficulty for Wang Qi either.
Mana swiftly filled the avatar's body.
Very soon, a freshly made Pula was born.
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