Huo Yuhao knew that it was almost time. If he went any further, he would hurt her.

He didn’t immediately remove his spiritual pressure. That wouldn’t be good for her. Instead, he slowly lowered the pressure and let her gradually adapt to it. As the pressure decreased, Nan Qiuqiu’s spiritual state of mind also started to weaken.

Finally, she collapsed to the ground after Huo Yuhao removed all the pressure.

Huo Yuhao came to her side. He lifted his hand and rubbed the perspiration off his forehead. While he only let out at most forty percent of his spiritual power, he was carefully controlling it throughout this past hour. He had to get close to Nan Qiuqiu’s limit without hurting her, which was sort of a test of his control. If he had tried this before he had formed his soul core, he wouldn’t have been able to do it.

He squatted down beside Nan Qiuqiu and placed his hand on her brow. After sensing for a brief moment, he was sure that her spiritual sea was undamaged, it was just that she was overly drained. After this, he nodded satisfactorily.

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