Back in his dormitory, Li Fei had no idea what Meng Shenji was thinking. He continued pondering the mysteries of blood essence. As time passed, he sensed that its growth had begun to slow. Moreover, whenever he circulated his blood essence, an illusory crimson soul ring would appear, growing increasingly solid.
It seems the growth of blood essence is also limited by soul rings. I need to condense this Blood Essence Soul Ring as soon as possible. But why does it always collapse at the final step? Is my blood essence insufficient, or is there another reason?
Feeling the Blood Essence Soul Ring around him collapse once more, Li Fei frowned. This was already the thirtieth time or so. Every time, it collapsed just as it was about to fully solidify. He was only one step away, yet no matter what he did, he found it difficult to succeed.
His circumstances were entirely different from Tang Wulin's back then. Tang Wulin had the Golden Dragon King's blood essence sealed within his body, guided by the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and condensed from an enormous amount of blood essence. Li Fei, however, had to take things one step at a time and could not use the same method.
No! Each time it solidifies, it consumes less than a third of my blood essence. It shouldn't be a lack of blood essence! It's because I haven't found the right method!
Feeling the Bloodline Power boiling within him, Li Fei decided that the problem lay in his method, not in a shortage of blood essence.
Having realized the cause, he began considering the formation of soul rings. Yet aside from Soul Beasts, humans seemed to know nothing about such things. Even the books in Spirit Hall contained no records of how to condense