Nascent Soul, formed!
At the moment the Nascent Soul condensed, the Golden Core that had been quietly suspended suddenly began spinning rapidly on its own.
The runes on the surface of the Golden Core, once subdued, suddenly lit up, emitting a far more dazzling light than usual.
In the next moment, it transformed into a stream of light, directly entering the arms of the newly born Nascent Soul.
Buzz——!
A gentle hum, perceptible only to the soul, resounded.
The instant the Nascent Soul and the Golden Core made contact, they did not repel, but instead fused tightly like water blending with milk.
As the light gradually dimmed and the changes ceased, Jeming "saw" that the Golden Core had shrunk several times in size, but its color had become more deep and refined, as if it had concentrated all the essence.
At this moment, the Golden Core no longer floated within his Dantian, but instead steadily hovered at the Nascent Soul's Dantian position, like stars encircling a core.
