As I touched the chalice, a remarkable phenomenon unfolded before me. Contrary to my expectations, the corpse inside the coffin sprang to life! A small ball of Qi shot toward me, swiftly entering my body.
Perplexed by this unforeseen turn of events, I delved into my sea of consciousness, fixating on my two Dantians. To my astonishment, I discovered an additional presence there.
A man, his form bound by chains, appeared frail and on the verge of expiration. It didn't take long for me to comprehend the truth.
"A Nascent Soul!" I whispered, my realization sending shivers down my spine.
This Nascent Soul, formed when a cultivator reached the Nascent Soul realm, usually remained connected to the cultivator until advanced stages. However, my understanding of the cultivation realms was limited to the Nascent Soul realm itself, which was already regarded as legendary. There were no Nascent Soul cultivators in the entire province, and perhaps even the entire continent.
