After returning to his room, Xiao Chen wasted no time. He sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, entered a state of cultivation, and began condensing his soul core.
At that moment, Xiao Chen could hardly wait to condense his soul core, because a soul core offered Soul Masters far too much help in battle.
Only by condensing a soul core could soul power truly undergo a qualitative transformation and gain an endless supply of stamina, preventing his mana bar from running low in the middle of a fight.
The difference in combat strength between a Soul Master with a soul core and one without was as vast as heaven and earth.
Therefore, the sooner he condensed a soul core, the better.
Looking at it that way, he was still a little slow in condensing his soul core. Yun Ming had condensed his at rank sixty. By comparison, he was indeed much slower.
But that did not matter. Yun Ming had not even been as old as him when he condensed his soul core. What mattered was condensing it quickly; he would stop thinking about anything else.
Xiao Chen settled his mind and circulated the soul power throughout his body, slowly channeling it along his meridians into his Upper Dantian, preparing to condense his Spiritual Soul Core.
The Upper Dantian was located between the brows and housed the spiritual origin. Condensing a Spiritual Soul Core there could greatly amplify Spiritual Power and strengthen the Sea of Consciousness.
Humm-
Pure, dense soul power surged up through his meridians, all of it gathering within his Upper Dantian.
Countless tiny motes of soul power spiraled, intertwined, and compressed deep between his brows. Following the circulation paths for condensing a soul core, they slowly drew together and took shape, building the beginnings of