Shen Luo's facial features were distorted and cold sweat broke out all over his body, but his two hands were tightly wrapped around his lower abdomen, refusing to let go at all.
At this moment, the two forces of magic in the Dantian, one sparse and one dense, suddenly collided violently, and the abdomen seemed to be beating a drum, making bursts of rumbling sounds.
His dantian had never been subjected to such a great impact before. At this moment, it felt like countless knives were stirring wildly inside.
Compared with this heart-wrenching pain, the previous tearing pain in the meridians and dantian was almost negligible.
He clenched his teeth, but still couldn't help letting out short, continuous moans. His body was shaking like a sieve, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept rolling down his forehead.
"No wonder the nameless heavenly book says that strong willpower is required. This pain is simply unbearable for ordinary people!" This thought flashed through Shen Luo's mind, but he still had no intention of giving up.
The conflict of magic power in Dantian continued to intensify, and the pain continued to rise.
Shen Luo was in so much pain that he could hardly stand up straight. He clenched his hands into fists around his dantian area, and even though his fingertips scratched his palms, he still held the door of his will firmly.
Gradually, he discovered that the two magical powers that were originally in gaseous form were gradually becoming less and less as they continued to impact and collide in his dantian.
The pain, which had been getting more and more severe, gradually subsided as the magic power decreased.
"Could it be that the attempt failed and I suffered backlash, and the magic power that I cultivated with great difficulty will be dissolved?" At this moment, Shen Luo became a little anxious.
But no matter how anxious he was, the conflict of magic power in his dantian never stopped, and the consumption of both became more and more. The dantian that was originally full began to become a little empty.
Shen Luo's heart sank. The physical torture he had just suffered turned into mental torture.
At this moment, where the conflict in the Dantian was most intense, the two violently colliding magical powers suddenly stopped, and then an incredible scene appeared.
After the last collision, the two colliding magic powers did not separate, but instead merged into one another.
Within the Dantian, a spark of light lit up, and a drop of sparkling liquid magic power emerged.
Boom!
As soon as this drop of liquid mana appeared, it was as if a spark was cast among the dead leaves on the mountain. Other fiercely conflicting manas also began to intertwine and merge, turning into drops of liquid mana.
Within a few breaths, all the magic power in Shen Luo's Dantian turned into liquid. The pain caused by the sharp knife quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a hot and comfortable feeling, as if the Dantian was soaked in hot water.
Shen Luo sensed the changes in his body and was surprised and happy.
It turned out that the previous violent conflict of magic power was just a necessary process for the gas to condense into liquid. The melted magic power did not really disappear, but continued to condense and become more and more pure until it was completely blended and finally liquefied.
Shen Luo secretly practiced an unnamed martial art to calm his mind and stabilize the magic power in his dantian.
It is far from time to relax at this moment. The liquefaction of mana is only the first step to break through the fasting period. The real difficulty lies in the condensation of the magic veins. If this step fails, all previous efforts will be wasted.