Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, the Pokeball martial soul on his shoulder radiating a blazing pale red glow.
He held the Dragon God Core in his palm, the primordial power flowing across its crystalline surface writhing like a living thing.
With every flicker, he could sense a terrifying force capable of tearing everything apart.
Of course.
After all, it was a fragment condensed after the Dragon God's death. In Ye Xuan's eyes, it was like a nuclear bomb with no fuse to ignite.
"Sigh... treating a dead horse like it's alive. This has to work this time!"
A trace of desperate resolve flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes.
Only one year remained of the five-year limit for the fifth trial. If he could not refine the Dragon God Core and completely take control of Dragon Valley, not only would the prototype divine artifact be beyond reach, but he would also face execution by the rules of the divine trial.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Xuan stopped hesitating. His spiritual power surged into the Pokeball martial soul like a tide.
"Bzzzz—!"
The Pokeball suddenly erupted with tens of thousands of golden rays, shooting toward the Dragon God Core like unsheathed swords.
These rays were the ultimate manifestation of the Pokeball's law of "containing all things." They had once devoured the essence of a million-year soul beast, yet before the Dragon God Core, they seemed somewhat insignificant.
The golden light entangled the Dragon God Core, attempting to envelop it, devour it, and bring it under the Pokeball's control.
The Dragon God Core began to tremble violently. Its nine-colored radiance surged as an incomparably vast power erupted!
Ye Xuan could clearly sense that this power contained the Dragon God's authority over space and the origin of the dragon race. It was far more terrifying than