Although Mental Power was mysterious, formless and intangible, at its root, it was still a kind of energy.
After consecutively refining several blossoms of Undying Kindling, Ning Xiaochuan's Mental Power had reached its limit. Just as a person felt uncomfortable after overeating, a sharp pain immediately rose in Ning Xiaochuan's head.
He activated his Mental Power and expelled part of the refined Undying Kindling from his nose. Only then did the pain in his mind ease slightly.
The Undying Kindling that sprayed from his nostrils condensed again into a ball of flame, burrowed into the Stone Lamp before him, and once more became the lamp flame within it.
"I've only refined this little Undying Kindling, and I already can't continue. If I leave just like this, wouldn't that be too wasteful?" Looking at the blossoms of Undying Kindling all around him, Ning Xiaochuan developed a headache.
Refining this Undying Kindling was simple, but collecting it was extremely difficult.
Ning Xiaochuan had already tried just now to gather this Undying Kindling, but he had ultimately failed.
This Undying Kindling was an existence much like the void itself. Only equally insubstantial Mental Power could barely control it; nothing else could possibly trap it.
Could he really only leave now and abandon this Undying Kindling?
After pondering for a moment, Ning Xiaochuan unwillingly reached out for a blossom of Undying Kindling before him again, intending to try once more to store it away.
He wanted to directly place this blossom of Undying Kindling into the space within his Virtual Godhead. Everything Ning Xiaochuan carried was now stored within that small space.
The bean-sized flame was suppressed by Ning Xiaochuan's Mental Power and forcibly stuffed into that small space.
Yet before Ning Xiaochuan could show any delight, the blossom of Undying Kindling shattered with