The two Nascent Souls moved faster and faster, their ten fingers flicking rapidly as Dharma Seals shot out one after another, sinking separately into the water pillars of different colors.
The dragon cries swelled, and four more Flood Dragons emerged.
They coiled and danced through the air!
Together with the black Flood Dragon from before, they charged viciously toward the Demon Core above.
Five Dragons Playing with a Pearl!
Wuu!
At that moment, the Demon Core seemed to sense danger as well. Spiritual radiance flared across its surface, and more and more runes gushed out, linking together into one continuous whole. A strange, dazzling barrier appeared before it.
Of course, this was not under Lin Xuan's control. Rather, faced with danger, its instinctive self-protection had erupted.
Lin Xuan did not know whether to laugh or cry. Naturally, he would not allow the Demon Core to create an obstacle for him.
A thread of divine sense was sent out, and the spiritual light on the Demon Core's surface rapidly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The runes also grew fewer and fewer, and that seemingly profound barrier burst apart like a bubble.
"Not bad, not bad."
A satisfied expression appeared on Lin Xuan's face, while the five Flood Dragons seized the opening and pounced toward the Demon Core together.
Both processes were under Lin Xuan's own control, so naturally his grasp of the timing was exquisitely precise.
After the five dragons approached the Demon Core, an inconceivable scene appeared.
Spiritual light blazed from the five Flood Dragons, and their bodies shrank by more than a hundredfold at the same time.
Then a "swoosh" entered his ears, and they simultaneously sank into the Demon Core.
They vanished without a trace. On the Demon Core's surface, however, spiritual radiance surged