"I still have to reach Core Formation." Odin sighed ruefully.
Ponzu froze. "Core Formation? This soon?"
"It's not that soon." Odin stood and walked to the window. "I've got over sixty thousand years of cultivation. If I don't reach Core Formation now, I'm afraid I won't be able to at all."
"Over sixty thousand years?!" Ponzu stared at Odin in shock, silent for several seconds.
She thought of the little bit of True Qi in her own Dantian. After more than twenty days, she had nearly four hundred strands, and that included what Odin had left her.
It sounded like a lot. Converted into cultivation, it seemed to amount to more than a year's worth of True Qi cultivation.
But she hadn't even managed to liquefy it yet, and Odin was already about to reach Core Formation.
And he was reaching Core Formation with over sixty thousand years of cultivation-
Gasp-
She sucked in a breath, said nothing, and kept working.
Seeing Ponzu return to her cultivation after her surprise, Odin took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
He focused his attention on his Dantian.
The mass of liquid True Essence was still spinning. He tried compressing it through sheer conviction.
The liquid True Essence began to contract.
It shrank from the size of a fist to an egg, then from an egg to a walnut.
As it contracted, he could feel the density of his True Essence liquid increasing sharply and the pressure mounting.
The walnut-sized mass of liquid True Essence began to glow. It wasn't ordinary light, but a faint gold that wasn't blinding.
Ponzu was jolted out of her cultivation. She could feel an immense pressure radiating from Odin, forcing her to stand and back away until her back struck the wall and she could retreat