However, this did not mean that his dad's cultivation over this period had made him a match for early-stage Ming Jing powerhouses. It was just that, thanks to the medicinal pills, his dad's physique had improved, and his explosive power was now comparable to that of an early-stage Ming Jing cultivator.
Next, Chen Zheng repeated the process, guiding everyone except for Li Yitong. He watched as they all entered the proper state and nodded in satisfaction.
Finally, Chen Zheng also sat down and began to circulate his cultivation technique. He felt as if his body had merged with the world. His True Qi had been depleted, flowing out like a gentle stream. However, he now possessed the sharp sword of a cultivation technique, allowing him to recover through his own practice.
After an hour, his dad was the first to awaken, his eyes sparkling like stars. He clenched his fists, and his knuckles let out a sharp crack.
