Fish Jumping Over the Dragon Gate! (2)

His Nascent Soul divine sense completely seeped into his dantian. There was a round Golden Core that emitted a golden luster spinning non-stop. Every time it spun, it would collide with the pure Golden Core magic powers that were transforming around it. At the same time, layers of special patterns slowly formed on the surface.

One.

Two.

At this point, eight lines had already condensed on the surface of the Golden Core. However, the spinning did not stop.

Shen Ping had originally thought that this situation meant that he had to forge nine patterns. Therefore, no matter how intense the pain brought by the boiling of the strange beast's blood was and how he almost fainted during this period, he endured it with all his might and maintained a trace of clarity in his spirit platform.