Chapter 1244: Success, the Flying Dragon Leaps into the Abyss

If one looked closely, they could see that within the Golden Core, something seemed to be gestating. Inside there appeared to be a round pearl, and within the pearl, an unformed little figure. It was just that for the moment, Beiting Huang had not yet noticed this change.

The last wisp of divine power returned to the dantian and was absorbed by the frantically spinning Golden Core.

Ming Dason took a deep breath, retracting the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire. This process did not consume much of his energy, but it was a polishing of his spirit. Throughout the process, he did not suffer any pain, yet he seemed even more exhausted than Beiting Huang.