"With the Reconstructed Thunderbolt, melting the Nine Aperture Golden Core…"
Under life and death circumstances, Jiang Ding's expression remained indifferent.
Everything was within his calculations; as long as he could complete the sword refining plan, he naturally wouldn't die.
If he failed…
There was no failure.
His Elixir Field warmed.
A Nine Aperture Golden Core emerged from his abdomen, spinning smoothly, its nine orifices dynamically changing. The runes of creation would appear and disappear, blossoming outwards with an immortal and sharp essence. Within tens of kilometers, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi cheered and leaped as if it had met its most beloved and genuine patron.
Sizzling…
The Taiqing Flying Sword thundered, splitting a wisp of purified, filtered azure thunder, which surged into the Nine Aperture Golden Core.
"Pfft!"
