Divine Cores had never been much use to Tang Changsheng. Apart from rewarding his subordinates with them, he had no reason to keep them; after all, he did not follow the Divine Way. If that golden thread wanted one, it could have one.
Besides, the golden thread seemed to have an extraordinary origin, and it belonged to him.
But ever since Tang Changsheng had learned that the Heavenly Mandate Compass favored Heavenly Book Characters, Divine Cores, and other manifestations of Great Dao Secrets, he had naturally kept such things for the compass.
After all, no matter how remarkable the golden thread's origins were, they could not compare with the Three Realms Mirror. The Three Realms Mirror was the true foundation on which he stood!
At that moment, a thought stirred in Tang Changsheng's mind, and he tossed a faint, dark-red Divine Core that looked like a gemstone into the Heavenly Mandate Compass.
The next instant, the entire Heavenly Mandate Compass seemed to come alive. With a single turn, the seemingly indestructible Divine Core crumbled beneath it.
It became a mass of ceaselessly shifting light, filled with countless strange, changing characters. Though utterly different from Eastern Glory's Heavenly Book Characters, they held the same wondrous, mystery-within-mystery quality.
The light tried to scatter, but the Heavenly Mandate Compass tore at it and drew it in without pause.
Ever since Tang Changsheng had bathed in the World Tree's golden light and eaten its fruit, he had gained tremendous benefits. In one step, he had ascended to the heavens, almost reaching the level of a True Immortal.
Even his Three Realms Mirror had undergone an earth-shaking transformation. It seemed to have become still more intricate and wondrous.
Tang Changsheng had a feeling that the Three Realms Mirror was evolving.
Or perhaps the Three Realms