Bottleneck

Khal swallowed down the golden pills and let them become one with his body.

A warm feeling akin to a hot spring washed over his body, pushing his units of Essence ridiculously toward the unknown peak.

From a mere two hundred units, Khal felt as his essence broke past the five thousand border and continued to increase without any sign of slowing down or halting!

'Hey, Nova... Do you know anyone that has successfully broken into the Tenth Cultivation Stage?'

[Way too many to count. As far as I can see, only your race is oblivious by the fact that not the Ninth Cultivation Stage is the peak in the First Realm.]

[Now I can understand why you humans were considered the weakest among all the races out in the Second Realm and above even though you possess such a unique and special Blessing.]