Nascent Condensation
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As his divine sense sank into his dantian, waves of strange beast roars shook.
The Golden Core engraved with beast-shaped patterns was spinning crazily. The pure red-gold strange beast power that had been converted by his dantian kept compressing and gathering together. Moreover, it was squeezing the Beast Pattern Golden Core. Under this pressure, cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the Golden Core.
Shen Ping knew that he was about to condense his Nascent Soul. To any cultivator, condensing a Nascent Soul was an incomparably solemn and cautious matter. They would make full preparations in advance, especially when their mental state would be adjusted to the best. For example, Pei Huoyu had been in seclusion for more than half a year before condensing a Nascent Soul to review the past and adjust her magic power.