Driven by frenzy, Lian pulled a healing potion out of the spatial ring, drinking it as if his very life depended on it.
Do or die!
"Geometric Cultivation!"
Lian's thought was simple: he needed something to break through the bottleneck, and the Vital Pill Steel 1 was exactly that. The previous sensation of blockage vanished, replaced by the familiar pressure he always felt whenever he practiced geometric cultivation.
Yes! I can do this!
Lian rose from the ground. The healing potion was helping to reinvigorate his body, but he did not stop there. One after another, more potions were brutally ingested by him.
More healing potions, more endurance potions, more vigor, more of every possible kind of support. Every single potion that could help in this situation was consumed successfully.
Lian's body had never felt so swollen with power—literally bulging with energy. He walked slowly, beginning to move along the circular path that had appeared on the ground, visible only to him.
