Jiang Ding's Divine Sense swept through his body.
Over one hundred and eight thousand tiny meridians shone with blue light, translucent and clear, resembling the most exquisite map of the starry sky, entwined in three dimensions.
Within the Elixir Field, mana was filled to the brim, not a single thread could be added.
The mana had also been repeatedly refined over the decades.
He asked himself, even the Taoist disciples of the Nine Great Immortal Sects could only achieve what he had at most.
"Can I break through now?"
Jiang Ding was eager to try.
In his heart, there was an impulse, and he felt there was more than a ninety percent chance he could condense a top-grade Golden Pill, superior to even the finest quality!
Even the high-grade Golden Core Pill that he had prepared, as well as the pre-preparation of the cultivation chamber, were all unnecessary, completely useless.
All those years of refinement were not wasted.
Clang!
