Just a little over half a day had passed.
Lin Yuan had already condensed nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun.
He returned to the level his original body reached after hundreds of years of effort.
"No significant change."
Lin Yuan observed the nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun inside his body.
"It should be because I originally had already condensed nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun. Even though the Seeds of the Fierce Sun collapsed later, my realm was still there, so even now that I have recovered the nine Seeds, there is no significant change."
Lin Yuan pondered quietly.
"Then let's start condensing the tenth Seed of the Fierce Sun."
Lin Yuan continued his cultivation.
The difference between nine and ten Seeds of the Fierce Sun might be just one seed, but it is a chasm apart.
The difficulty is extremely high.
The original body didn't know how long it was trapped at nine Seeds of the Fierce Sun and had struggled to condense the tenth one.
