After spending several years consolidating his foundation, Huo Hai's cultivation had not improved much, but his combat strength had risen by an unknown amount. By now, several years seemed no different from a few days in the past.
The concept of time had grown increasingly faint in his perception, and even Huo Hai himself could not help sighing. Still, it did not matter. Sooner or later, everyone would experience this feeling. He was already doing fairly well; others would be even more different. The newly advanced Spirit Venerables in his family who were condensing Soul Light had probably not even finished their secluded cultivation yet.
There were three main reasons why Huo Hai's cultivation had advanced so slowly. First, he had advanced too quickly before. In merely three months, he had risen from the Third Heaven to the Sixth Heaven, crossing three levels in succession. The pace had been far too fast.
Even after reaching the Spirit Saint level, Huo Hai still felt that such speed gave him no time to properly experience the changes in his own strength, which could easily bring about negative effects. That was why he had deliberately slowed down. If he continued advancing that quickly, he did not know whether his combat strength at the same level would weaken. In Huo Hai's view, that would be throwing away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds.
He had no bottleneck, so why waste his potential? The second reason was that as Huo Hai's cultivation rose, the effects of absorbing Heaven-Seizing Pills became worse and worse. Every time he condensed laws, he needed increasingly more law power.
Moreover, the grade of his Heaven-Seizing Pills was no longer sufficient. In order to avoid Heavenly Tribulation back then, the Heaven-Seizing Pills Huo Hai had refined were only equivalent to