No Longer the Frail Boy He Once Was

"Ha."

The black-robed man scoffed.

Possession was possession. There was no need to put on airs.

There were ten Nascent Soul Dharma Weapons in the world today, including the Fate Cultivation Furnace, born from the transformation of Heaven's "change."

At first, the wills of three Nascent Soul Dharma Weapons had awakened early and possessed cultivators of the present age.

But later, the Golden Core cultivators of the present age scoured the world. Of the three ancient Nascent Souls who had awakened early and taken possession of others, two had been beaten until their bodies and spirits were shattered, vanishing completely.

Now, only True Lord Creation remained alive in the world, and his cultivation had even reached the middle stage of the Golden Core realm.

However, he possessed some secret arts and divine abilities beyond the imagination of Golden Core cultivators. Even three or two Golden Core cultivators at the perfection stage could do little against him.

The black-robed man's attitude was poor, but Lin Chen didn't care.

He had been reborn to prove Yuanzhen once more. Getting angry with these people was meaningless to him.

"The key to breaking this deadlock lies with Master of Fate Cultivation."

As he spoke, Lin Chen looked toward Su Jian, who stood at the far edge of the group.

Almost everyone present was in the early stage of the Golden Core realm. He was the only Foundation Establishment cultivator among the ten.

He stood out like a sore thumb.

"Only when Master of Fate Cultivation proves Yuanzhen and the changes in Heaven and Earth come to an end will we have a chance to borrow the laws of Heaven and Earth to refine our weapons and break through to Nascent Soul."

Ever since that inexplicable influence had given Heaven and Earth a new path