Now, Su Shi'er's Dantian Small Universe was completely occupied by Divine Power.
Though these wisps of power were already enough to contend with Divine Power, Su Shi'er still did not dare let the two forces clash too violently.
He merely controlled the newly refined True Yuan, using it first to mend his injuries before slowly seeping it into the Dantian Small Universe.
After all, both forces were inside his body. If their energies erupted in a violent collision, he himself would be the only one to suffer in the end.
In any case, he had already found a solution. As one waned and the other waxed, completely resolving the trouble within him was only a matter of time.
And Su Shi'er could afford to wait that long.
Time slipped away in silence.
This time, Su Shi'er spent a very long time meditating and regulating his breath.
After all, he was treating his injuries along the way as well.
And as one force faded while the other grew.
The newly refined True Yuan came to occupy nearly half of the Dantian Small Universe.
The two utterly different forces stood divided in the dantian, each holding its own ground.
During the process, Su Shi'er also regained control over his own dantian.
Yet his previously relaxed brow gradually furrowed once more.
There was no other reason. Though the Divine Power in his body was receding and he had regained control over his dantian,
he had still been unable to find any trace of his Nascent Soul within it, much less establish contact with it.
And the importance of the Nascent Soul to a cultivator went without saying.
Now that more and more True Yuan had recovered, if he could not find the Nascent Soul and forge a connection with it, everything would be