Under the [Immobilization Pearl]'s light, the Golden Core and Purple Mansion, which had only just gained consciousness, instantly turned to stone.
Wang Quan put them into his Hundred-Treasure Pouch, then patted the pouch and looked at the Golden Core cultivator.
By then, the Golden Core cultivator looked terrible.
Golden Core cultivators had four realms.
Among them, the Foundation Establishment Dao Platform was fused with the Purple Mansion.
Now the Purple Mansion had fled and been taken away by Wang Quan.
Having lost his realms, the Golden Core cultivator had now lost every trace of his Dharma Power as well, becoming an ordinary person.
He looked sorrowfully at Wang Quan. "I've lost my realms and my Dharma Power."
"Could you give me back my Purple Mansion?"
"As long as I have my Purple Mansion, I can stay alive."
"Without it, I'll die and my Dao will perish."
Wang Quan shook his head and patted his shoulder. "Look on the bright side. Without a Purple Mansion, you can refine another one."
The Golden Core cultivator growled, "But I don't have time to refine one!"
"I'll die."
Wang Quan smiled. "It's fine. You've lived several years longer than the other Golden Core cultivators. You've already reaped every advantage."
"Even if you die, you have nothing to regret."
The Golden Core cultivator protested in astonishment, "I still have a thousand years left to live!"
"I haven't lived enough yet!"
Wang Quan looked astonished. "You haven't lived enough? Neither had those Golden Core cultivators who opened up the Polar Lands, but they all died before you people."
"You've lived a few more years than they did. That's enough."
The Golden Core cultivator opened his mouth, wanting to say that staying out of the effort to open up the Polar Lands was a testament to his