A dense, pure stream of spiritual power surged into Song Wen's body alongside the essence blood like a rising tide.
This spiritual power shared the same origin as the power within Song Wen's body, merging smoothly with his original spiritual power. It then circulated through his meridians before finally returning to his dantian.
The Nascent Soul's eyes abruptly flew open. Like a child catching sight of its favorite candy, its eyes gleamed as it greedily drew in this foreign spiritual power.
The Nascent Soul's aura swelled sharply. Within a mere few dozen breaths, it encountered an invisible barrier that prevented its cultivation from rising any further.
It was the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!
Song Wen was about to press on in one mighty push and break through the bottleneck in a single stroke.
But he discovered that the foreign spiritual power had suddenly begun to weaken. Ye Hua's cultivation was nearly completely devoured.
Song Wen immediately took out Yinshuo's corpse.
He did not search Yinshuo's soul. Instead, he took out a Soul Bottle and imprisoned Yinshuo's soul within it, then began devouring Yinshuo's cultivation.
A torrent of spiritual power even more vast and majestic than before poured violently into Song Wen's body.
This spiritual power was simply too immense. Every meridian in Song Wen's body felt searing pain, as though they were about to reach their limit and split apart at any moment.
Song Wen gritted his teeth, enduring the agonizing pain as he continued devouring the spiritual power within Yinshuo's body.
The spiritual power flowed endlessly into his dantian like a surging, unceasing flood.
As the Nascent Soul absorbed spiritual power more slowly, this foreign power began accumulating within his dantian.
As more and more spiritual power gathered, the entire dantian was filled to the brim.