Qi Yuan's words fell upon the ears of everyone present, and all the Divine Infant cultivators could not help but freeze.
The disciples and elders of the Shinguang Sect also exchanged bewildered glances.
Not far away, Jiang Lingsu brushed her sleeve across her face. Frowning, she secretly said to Jiang Ran in helplessness, "Senior Brother has gone mad again!"
Senior Brother was good in every way, except he liked going mad.
What did he mean, there were not enough Divine Infants?
Mad Sword True Lord stroked his beard at this moment. "True Lord, are those words not a little too shocking?"
"We cultivators shatter our Golden Cores to form Divine Infants, thereby condensing a single Divine Infant. How could we possibly condense two?" Tea Language True Lord asked in confusion as well.
Shen Zifeng's expression was ugly, yet she could not say a word.
Most of the Divine Infants present doubted Qi Yuan's words.
After all, condensing a single Divine Infant was common knowledge.
Just like one plus one equaled two.
Could someone really condense two Divine Infants?
Only Shen Wushen frowned deeply upon hearing Qi Yuan's words. He kept pondering, muttering, "Not enough Divine Infants were formed?"
In his understanding, one could naturally only form a single Divine Infant.
A Divine Infant was formed from a shattered Golden Core.
One Golden Core could naturally only form one Divine Infant.
Even if one forcibly formed two, would they not still amount to only one Golden Core?
Splitting it apart would only make it weaker, would it not?
Shen Wushen looked at Qi Yuan, his expression puzzled. "Divine Infants originate from Golden Cores. Even if one had the ability to condense two, there would be no fundamental difference."
Shen Wushen sought an answer from Qi Yuan and discussed the matter seriously.