This led Lyu Bu, after consolidating all his power, to the point where he could no longer clearly define his own strength, only vaguely perceiving that it equaled one and a half of what it used to be.
Back in the Central Plains, Lyu Bu was undoubtedly able to grasp each ounce of his power precisely, exerting every part perfectly. But now, he hesitated, unsure if he could still achieve that level.
After Lyu Bu left, Li Jin's back was drenched in cold sweat, and he collapsed onto the table. The intensity Lyu Bu released at the moment of departure truly made Li Jin's hair stand on end, and he felt the presence of death approaching from the opponent's immense power.
"Brother, what happened to you?" Li Jin was adjusting his breath, lying on the stone table, when Li Dian walked out from the main hall, asking in confusion upon seeing his brother's sweat-drenched appearance.
