The Myriad Souls Banner spun rapidly overhead, powerful force surging across its surface.
The heavy clouds of smoke from the explosion gradually dispersed beneath the wind, revealing a scene of utter devastation.
Within the ravines gouged into the ground.
The Old Flood Dragon had already revealed its true form. Its enormous draconic body was covered in wounds, its scales fallen away, blood streaming everywhere.
Though it had luckily survived thanks to a flood dragon's tough physique, it was still barely clinging to life.
It lay amid the ruins, breathing weakly, its eyes shut, seemingly unconscious.
Beside the Old Flood Dragon lay scattered fragments of various magical treasures.
Wisp after wisp of soul essence rose from the ruins, swiftly drifting toward the Myriad Souls Banner.
As more and more soul essence poured in, the Myriad Souls Banner's glow grew brighter and brighter.
Li Xuanxiao sat cross-legged in a safe spot, murmuring incantations.
Accompanied by his low chant, the soul essences within the Myriad Souls Banner surged into his body in an unending tide.
Once inside Li Xuanxiao's body, the soul essences rapidly gathered together.
They intertwined and coiled around one another.
As time passed, the soul essences gradually fused together, forming an enormous mass of energy.
Li Xuanxiao endured immense pain.
The energy mass churned and compressed within Li Xuanxiao's body. At last, through his unrelenting efforts, it condensed into a golden core.
A look of wild joy appeared on Li Xuanxiao's face.
He had finally condensed a golden core and attained the path of Core Formation!
"It worked! It worked!!"
Li Xuanxiao sensed the golden core within his body.
Less than a year had passed since his cultivation foundation was destroyed, yet he had now successfully reached Core Formation.
The Myriad Souls Banner truly was useful.
Li Xuanxiao drew the