Even a minor slip could shatter the target's soul or leave the practitioner gravely injured.
However, as Great-Grandpa Dian closely observed Long Hui, he could tell the young man was executing the method flawlessly. His Qi flowed in a steady, unbroken stream without the slightest hint of instability, and his face remained as calm as still water.
There was zero wasted energy, nor did he appear to be struggling to regulate the massive spiritual power entering Wong Fu Siang's mind.
This meant that Long Hui's control over his own Qi was terrifyingly precise. In fact, it was noticeably superior to his own.
Great-Grandpa Dian could not help but marvel in silent awe. 'This young man is truly extraordinary...'
Long Hui had to be a direct descendant of a powerful ancient cultivator who had married a mortal human. That had to be the explanation. Otherwise, how could someone so young possess such sublime, godlike mastery over his spiritual energy?
