One breath, two breaths.
The fiery-red primordial spirit, as large as a millstone, slowly approached the fist-sized azure golden core, rapidly shrinking as it moved.
As the distance narrowed, only a finger's width separated them after several breaths. In the next instant, they would touch.
Although the golden core was a "dao fruit prototype," this step was not without risk.
If someone relied too heavily on external power during cultivation, such as directly absorbing another person's magic power or essence origin, their golden core would become tainted and lose its purity.
The compatibility between their primordial spirit and golden core would decline, and the fusion might even fail.
But Liu Yu had never used such a secret art. Magic power obtained by refining pills was no different from that obtained by absorbing and refining spiritual energy, so this problem clearly would not arise.
In the next instant, the much smaller fiery-red primordial spirit touched the rapidly spinning golden core.
There was no sense of resistance. Like water mingling with milk, the two smoothly became one, and the primordial spirit successfully took residence within the golden core.
As the saying went, entering was easy, leaving was hard. The instant he entered the golden core, Liu Yu felt a restraining force. Moving his primordial spirit back out would presumably be extremely difficult.
An ordinary golden core cultivator's primordial spirit would find it very difficult to break free again.
But Liu Yu's primordial spirit cultivation had already reached the nascent soul threshold, so this would not be difficult for him. With some effort, he could manage it eventually.
This feeling is truly marvelous.
Releasing his spiritual perception to sense everything with all his strength, Liu Yu soon gauged the restraining force and carefully experienced the sensation of his primordial spirit residing within his