Sacred Golden Core

Drops of Martial True Water fell into his dantian.

Before long.

A hundred drops had fallen.

Immediately afterward, another hundred drops followed.

When the number reached two hundred, the Martial True Water still had not condensed into a core. It was still frantically drawing in all kinds of qi from the damaged Golden Core.

211 drops.

241 drops.

250 drops!

When the count reached 250, Ding Ling was just a little short of his limit. He thus borrowed the power of the Human Emperor Saber, plunged it into the mouth of the Demon Realm Portal, drew in a massive amount of demonic qi, and began frantically refining it.

The demonic qi of the Demon Realm varied greatly in quality. Ding Ling absorbed it for a long while before finally condensing a drop of True Water in his dantian.

The moment this True Water formed.

Ding Ling finally felt that he had reached his limit.

If he continued absorbing and drawing it in, his entire body would probably explode.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Amid the successive storms and the Martial Dao True Understanding's rapid circulation, drops of True Water quickly gathered into a mass. Then, as if thunder were tempering iron, they began to be hammered and forged amid booming sounds.

A pill radiating chaotic light throughout its body slowly began to take shape as it was hammered and condensed.

The shaping process lasted a full three days and three nights.

Three days later.

Boom!

A thunderclap tore through the Alternate Dimension.

The entire world seemed to tremble, while an earth-shaking aura rose from Ding Ling's body.

The moment this aura appeared.

The earth shook and the mountains swayed. Horrifying storms swept across the flat ground, as if the stars had shifted and heaven and earth had collapsed. Booming thunder descended from the