"Golden Core… I have finally succeeded."
Wang Chen muttered the words under his breath, his eyes shining with uncontrollable exhilaration. For a brief moment, he simply stood there, letting the reality sink in.
Just a year ago, this realm had been nothing more than a distant dream. Back then, reaching the Golden Core stage was an absurd fantasy—something reserved for legends and monsters of talent. And yet now, he had crossed it in a single year.
A speed that defied common sense.
A pace that spat in the face of heaven itself.
His gaze instinctively swept across the Garden of Eternity, drawn to the changes unfolding everywhere. The newborn sun of True Fire hung high above, radiating golden brilliance, while the realm itself seemed to breathe—alive, expanding, evolving.
He wanted to linger.
To admire the miracle he had created.
But this was not the time.
A fleeting window had opened, and if he missed it, the price would be immeasurable.
