How many years had it been since he entered the pseudo-Nascent Soul stage?
Though the Fortune Spirit Crystal bestowed by his master and his own Netherworld Spirit Body had put him ahead of many pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivators, when it came to truly shattering his core and forming a Nascent Soul...
He was still far short of accumulating enough treasures!
Was his master expecting him to force his way through with that single Lesser Nascent Soul Formation Pill?
But a supreme-grade third-tier Lesser Nascent Soul Formation Pill could only increase his chance of passing the first trial, the Core Shattering and Nascent Soul Condensation Pass, by five percent. The slightest misstep would leave his core shattered and his life extinguished!
Just as his thoughts tangled into a mess, Qing Chen waved his hand.
A pitch-black barrier instantly spread out, completely enveloping the hundred-zhang area around them.
Hum-
A divine sense exclusion zone enveloped them, cutting off all outside scrutiny, unless a Spirit Transformation Venerable stood above them.
Only after doing all this did he raise his hand. A grayish-white halo emerged above his palm, followed by a fist-sized Bone Beads appearing out of thin air.
An incomparably overbearing surge of corpse qi rushed toward Lin Changsheng.
Before it even drew near, the true essence of the Mysterious Yin Corpse-Refining Secret Technique within him began rampaging as though it had gone mad!
-Want it! I want that thing! At any cost!
He could even clearly feel the Golden Core within his sea of qi, covered in Nascent Soul image patterns, spontaneously begin spinning at high speed the instant the Bone Beads appeared.
"Th-this..."
Qing Chen ignored him and took out a second item-
It was a palm-sized bronze bell, its body mottled with rust.
The two items hovered in the air.
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