Magic God Awaken

Planting the seeds

Mo Shen keeps practicing his palm technique. He is determined to reach the perfect accomplishment in one week, but the difficulty became harder after breaking through the major accomplishment. In order to keep up with his intense practice, Mo Shen began to consume all types of medicine, herbs, and tonics, but his improvement had already stagnated.

Swosh Swosh Swosh. The sounds of his palm hitting the air made the whole room vibrate. He keeps repeating the same palm technique to gain some insights. Yet, his progress remained stagnant, and he realized his limit. His palms became hot and heavy, almost like a dozen needles were inserted into his flesh.

Maybe this is my limit. Mo Shen stopped his practice after noticing no improvement at all despite his continuous efforts.

I guess it's time for me to stop my seclusion. Staying here would do more harm than good. As he finished speaking, Mo Shen slowly walked out of the room. Closing the door behind him, Mo Shen took a deep breath of fresh a