Logan continued to breathe following the Void Soul Sutra method, and Qi kept surging through his meridians. Slowly, he would take a deep breath, hold it for a few seconds, and then release it gently. With each exhale, a faint mist would escape through his nose and mouth. At first, it was extremely thin—barely noticeable. But if one watched long enough, it became clear that the mist was gradually growing thicker with every breath.
His dantian slowly began to glow. The more he breathed, the brighter it became. Inside, his internal energy was steadily increasing—as if a dam built to block a river's current was now starting to break, piece by piece.
Logan continued the process. The night grew deeper, but he paid no attention to time. He was fully immersed in cultivation.
Tick…Tick…Tick… The stillness of night quietly gave way to the approaching dawn. But Logan remained in his meditative state, breathing, focusing, and channeling Qi through every pore of his body.
