"You're becoming harder and harder to see through."
Meng Ke'er let out a long sigh. In merely a few breaths, Shen Yi had slaughtered the cultivators of the Soul Clan and Feather Clan. Even she found such combat power terrifying.
"Driven by necessity. I was only protecting myself."
After clearing the battlefield, Shen Yi suddenly asked Meng Ke'er curiously.
"Miss Ke'er, at peak golden core, do you also have more than one Golden Core?"
"What kind of joke is that? How could a person possibly have more than one Golden Core?" Meng Ke'er answered casually, then suddenly froze. Her voice rose as she stared at Shen Yi in shock. "What do you mean, I also have more than one? Could it be that you—?"
She did not dare imagine it, nor did she dare ask further. The way she looked at Shen Yi had changed.
"What kind of look is that? I'm not some monster. I only condensed four Golden Cores."
Shen Yi spoke lightly, unaware that he had stirred stormy waves in Meng Ke'er's heart.
Meng Ke'er nearly fainted. Whether from shock or anger, Shen Yi's irritating tone and punchable expression left her both envious and jealous.
Four Golden Cores—unprecedented before, unmatched after.
"Monster. I'm not talking to you anymore."
Meng Ke'er gave a soft snort and turned to fly out of Supreme Hall. Shen Yi smiled helplessly and hurried after her.
The rest of Supreme Hall had already been thoroughly explored by the two of them. Although many wondrous sights remained, without immortal source to sustain them, they had long lost their divine grace. Looking across the entire hall, only the stone forest and stone carvings still retained Dao charm; they were the hall's greatest treasures.
"What a pity these stone carvings can't be taken away. Otherwise, if