Blood Corpse Puppet

At this moment, the scene within Zhang Tie's dantian was both bizarre and spectacular—like a river thawing in early spring. At its bottom flowed pure, dense liquid spiritual power, while its surface was covered by a thick, hard layer of solid spiritual power, like ice or armor floating atop it, faintly radiating an oppressive and powerful aura.

He recalled the earlier process of forming his Golden Core, and lingering fear still filled his heart. Everything had gone incomparably smoothly at first. Abundant spiritual energy from heaven and earth had poured into his dantian and rapidly condensed. In less than half a day, he had successfully formed a flawless, rounded Golden Core that shone with golden light.

The instant the core formed, his spiritual power surged and his Dao foundation stabilized. Zhang Tie had just begun to rejoice, thinking he had achieved the great Dao of the Golden Core.

Who could have expected such a sudden change?

No sooner had the Golden Core formed than his dantian violently trembled again. Another immense suction force arose on its own, drawing in the spiritual energy outside once more. In mere moments, a second Golden Core condensed—a jade-green core that gleamed brightly and radiated dense wood-attributed spiritual energy.

Two cores formed at once!

Such an unheard-of occurrence had actually happened to him. Zhang Tie had been both shocked and alarmed, but he was already riding a tiger and could not get off.

His dantian was like a bottomless abyss, still greedily devouring all the surrounding spiritual energy. Clearly, the condensation had not stopped. He could only grit his teeth and persevere, guiding the raging spiritual power toward an unknown outcome.

The phantom of a third Golden Core gradually emerged, deep blue like water, its light flowing across its surface. But just as it was