Chương 93: Zhou Jin Condenses the Demonic Core! Clouds Move in All Directions!

Clouds Move in All Directions!

In a secluded quiet room on the west side of the Lingmu Peak cave.

The spiritual energy here is so dense that it is almost tangible. Wisps of white spiritual mist flow slowly in the air. The walls, floor, and even the dome of the quiet room are engraved with intricate patterns for gathering and concentrating spiritual energy, completely isolating this place from the outside world and creating a small world of its own.

Zhou Jin sat cross-legged on a futon in the center of the quiet room, his eyes closed and his face solemn.

He was dressed in a simple gray outfit, with five colors of light—crimson, dark gold, dark green, azure, and earth yellow—flowing around him. His aura was deep and composed, yet it also revealed an inner ferocity, like a live volcano about to erupt.

It's been ten years.

With Zhou Ding's extravagant and cost-inducing investment, this special avatar, crafted using the "Evil Pill Technique," has made rapid progress in its cultivation, leaping from the mid-Foundation Establishment stage to the late-Foundation Establishment stage, and now stands at the threshold of condensing the Golden Core.

Zhou Ding appeared silently at the door of the quiet room.

He looked at Zhou Jin, who was sitting quietly, and a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"It's time," Zhou Ding murmured, stepping into the quiet room.

With a flick of his wrist, five pills of different colors, each the size of a pigeon egg, appeared in his palm, exuding a chillingly fierce and bloody aura and a surge of powerful vital energy.

The pill's surface was smooth as jade, and inside, it seemed as if a blood-red mist was flowing, with five colors: red, gold, green, blue, and brown.

It was the "Blood Coagulation Five Elements Pill" obtained from the Yue Kingdom's royal palace!

At the same time, a small, smooth white jade box appeared in his other hand.

The moment the box was opened, a refreshing and vibrant fragrance wafted out. Inside, a pale golden, gelatinous substance lay quietly—the rare treasure "Heavenly Fire Liquid," which aids in the formation of the Golden Core.

Zhou Ding walked up to Zhou Jin and placed five Blood Condensation Five Elements Pills and a jade box containing Heavenly Fire Liquid on the low table in front of him. He said in a deep voice, "Take the pills, condense the evil energy, and form the core. Whether you succeed or not depends on fate."

Zhou Jin, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. There was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed the five Blood Condensation Five Elements Pills that were overflowing with fierce energy. Without the slightest hesitation, he opened his mouth and swallowed them all!

"boom--!"

The moment the pill entered his stomach, the five-colored light that had been flowing alternately around Zhou Jin's body suddenly became extremely intense!

Crimson red like erupting magma, dark gold like divine weapons unsheathed, dark green like ancient trees reaching the sky, azure blue like raging sea waves, and earthy yellow like the collapse of the earth!

Five blood essences, each with distinct attributes yet equally violent and ferocious, exploded within his body like five unleashed ferocious dragons, colliding wildly!

Zhou Jin groaned, his face instantly turning blood red, veins bulging on his forehead and neck, his body trembling uncontrollably, as if countless little mice were scurrying under his skin, and his bones making a "clucking" sound as if they were about to collapse under the strain.

The Blood Condensation Five Elements Pill was too domineering. If his physical body had not been made from a puppet and had a special foundation, an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator would have had his meridians burst instantly and turned into blood mist.

Despite the excruciating pain that felt like his meridians were about to burst and his soul was being burned, Zhou Jin exerted all his strength to circulate the secret technique "Sha Dan Jue".

Within his dantian, the viscous mana that had nearly liquefied began to spin wildly, forming a bottomless vortex that generated a powerful suction force, desperately drawing in and binding the five rampaging blood essences, attempting to bring them back on track and fuse, purify, and compress them with his own mana.

Time slipped away bit by bit amidst this silent torment and fierce internal struggle.

In the main hall of the cave, Xin Ruyin put down the array diagram in her hand and looked somewhat uneasy in the direction of Zhou Jin's secluded meditation room.

Although separated by stone doors and numerous restrictions, her keen senses still faintly detected an unusual, suppressed, and violent fluctuation.

Xiao Mei also stopped drawing talismans and peeked out from her talisman-making room, holding the quiet purple electric sable in her arms. Her little face showed a hint of unease: "Miss, why do I feel... a little stuffy? Like the feeling before a big thunderstorm."

Xin Ruyin nodded gently and said softly, "It's Zhou Jin... He's at a critical juncture. Let's wait patiently and not disturb him."

……

A month later.

In his private talisman-making room, Zhou Ding was concentrating on comprehending a mid-to-high-level talisman called "Xun Wind Thunder Fire Talisman" recorded in the "Heavenly Talisman Scripture".

This talisman contains the transformations of the three attributes of wind, thunder, and fire, making it extremely powerful. However, drawing it requires precise timing in terms of controlling one's consciousness and infusing spiritual power.

He dipped his fingertips in specially made spiritual ink and slowly traced lines on a light blue high-grade talisman paper. His divine sense was as fine as silk, carefully guiding the violent energy in the spiritual ink to form profound rune trajectories.

Just as one of the crucial, pivotal runes connecting the power of wind and thunder was about to be completed—

"Buzz!"

Zhou Ding's mind jolted!

It wasn't a mistake made by the talisman brush in his hand, but rather stemmed from the deep connection between his soul and Zhou Jin's, an inseparable spiritual connection!

In the quiet room next door, Zhou Jin's aura, which had been gradually stabilizing and merging under the suppression of the secret technique, suddenly underwent a dramatic change!

An indescribable, chaotic, and violent force, driven by a powerful will, was contracting, condensing, and sublimating inward, like a world-destroying beast that had been suppressed to its limit and was about to break free from all restraints, suddenly erupted!

In the quiet room, Zhou Jin, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly burst out with dazzling five-colored blood light!

The light did not spread outwards; instead, it strangely collapsed inwards from him as the center!

The futon beneath him, the low table around him, and even the array patterns engraved on the floor of the quiet room all silently turned to dust at this moment!

A distorted force field, visible to the naked eye and about ten feet in diameter, enveloped him. The light within the force field was dim, the five elements were disordered, and even space itself seemed to become unstable.

"Is it finally starting...?"

Zhou Ding's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Without hesitation, he put down the talisman brush in his hand. The "Wind and Fire Talisman" that he had drawn at the critical moment spontaneously combusted with a "poof" due to the sudden interruption of spiritual power, turning into a small pile of ashes. He didn't even look at it.

With a flash, he appeared in the main hall of the cave like a ghost.

Almost at the same time, Xin Ruyin and Xiao Mei also sensed something and quickly walked out of their respective rooms.

Xin Ruyin's face was solemn and concerned, while Xiao Mei looked nervous. The purple electric ferret in her arms also perked up its ears and squeaked uneasily.

"Don't panic."

Zhou Ding's voice was calm and powerful, instantly calming the slightly anxious atmosphere in the cave: "It's Zhou Jin who is about to form his core. The commotion might be a bit loud, but with the formation in place, it's fine."

Upon hearing this, Xin Ruyin and Xiao Mei felt somewhat relieved.

They already knew that Zhou Jin was the incarnation of Zhou Ding. Now, upon hearing that it was such a major event on the path of cultivation as Core Formation, they were shocked, but also filled with intense curiosity and anticipation.

The phenomenon of Core Formation is not something that can be seen often.

The two exchanged a glance and stood beside Zhou Ding in tacit agreement, ready to witness this crucial moment.

However, the tranquility within the cave lasted for less than three breaths.

"BOOM!!!"

A dull, loud bang, not originating from the material world, but directly and violently resounded throughout the spiritual realm of all living beings within a radius of dozens of miles around Spiritwood Peak, exploding without warning!

The sound seemed to roar from the deepest part of the Netherworld, or to be the fury of a god at the top of the sky. It carried a majestic and chaotic aura that made the soul tremble. Ignoring all physical barriers and low-level restrictions, it crashed into the consciousness of every life with divine sense or spiritual awareness!

Those cultivators below the Foundation Establishment level all felt a "buzz" in their heads, their blood and qi churning, their vision going black, and they almost couldn't stand up.

Even Foundation Establishment cultivators felt their minds waver, as if their sea of consciousness had been struck by a heavy hammer, and their expressions changed in horror.

Before the echoes of the loud noise had even faded, the world outside had already changed color!

It was just past noon, the sky was clear and cloudless, and the sun was shining brightly.

But at the very moment that earth-shattering explosion occurred, countless gray-black and dark red clouds surged forth from nowhere, centered on the sky above Spiritwood Peak, as if opening a passage to the underworld!

These clouds rolled, gathered, and tangled at an unimaginable speed, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a thick, inky black cloud that covered an area of more than fifteen miles and hung low as if about to fall!

The clouds were not still, but were surging and swirling violently, their edges tinged with an ominous dark red, as if soaked in blood.

"Crack! Boom—!"

Within the clouds, silver snakes danced wildly! It was not the bright white of ordinary lightning, but an eerie bolt of lightning mixed with streaks of blood and five-colored spots. They violently tore through the thick darkness, accompanied by deafening thunderclaps that seemed to split the heavens and earth and destroy everything!

Thunder rumbled, as if thousands of gods and demons were roaring and fighting in the clouds, causing the mountains below to tremble and the trees to rustle.

What's even more unsettling is the violent surge of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

The spiritual energy from all directions, as if under the command of a supreme monarch, or as if being frantically torn and seized by an invisible force, transformed into visible streams of milky-white energy that emitted a "whooshing" sound. They surged and converged wildly from all parts of the Qingyun Mountains, and even from the direction of Kuixing City further away, toward Lingmu Peak and the location of Zhou Ding's cave!

These spiritual energy flows are extremely fast and vast in scale. Under the thick black clouds above Spiritwood Peak, they collide, merge, and rotate with each other, forming a giant milky-white spiritual energy vortex with a diameter of more than five miles. It slowly rotates and exudes a suffocatingly powerful pressure!

At the center of the vortex, the bottomless eye of the vortex faces the cave below, as if connecting to another world, frantically devouring the massive amount of spiritual energy that gathers in, and then pouring it down!

The vortex slowly rotated, causing the dark clouds above to swirl as well. Silver snakes and blood-red lightning surged wildly between the cloud vortex and the spiritual energy vortex, creating a terrifying scene reminiscent of the end of the world, enveloping the entire Spiritwood Peak and the surrounding area.

"This... this is... the celestial phenomenon of Core Formation?!"

In a cultivator's cave slightly closer to Spiritwood Peak, someone was the first to recover from the shock to their soul. Looking up at the sky, they let out an incredulous exclamation, their voice distorted by extreme shock.

"Someone has formed their Core here?! Judging from the location... they're from Spiritwood Peak?"

"What a terrifying spectacle! This vortex of spiritual energy... these tribulation clouds..."

"Why is there blood-red light in the tribulation clouds? The lightning is also unusual... Could the Core Formation cultivator be practicing some rare, even unorthodox, demonic technique?"

Exclamations and horrified discussions exploded like drops of water thrown into boiling oil throughout the Qingyun Mountains!

Whether they were in seclusion cultivating diligently, handling miscellaneous affairs, or visiting friends to discuss the Dao, as long as their cultivation level was above the mid-stage of Qi Refining, they were all startled by this terrifying phenomenon that enveloped the heavens and the earth. They rushed out of their caves, houses, and pavilions, looked up at the sky above Spiritwood Peak, and their faces were filled with extreme shock.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, someone shouted, "Go check it out!"

The next moment, a loud whooshing sound suddenly rang out!

Streams of light of various colors, like countless fireflies startled into flight in the night sky, rose impatiently from every corner of the Qingyun Mountains, tracing arcs as they sped toward Lingmu Peak and toward the center of that extraordinary phenomenon!

In just a few dozen breaths, the sky around Spiritwood Peak was already adorned with hundreds of streaks of light, and more and more points of light were constantly joining this torrent of "watching" from afar.

Core Formation cultivator!

Whether in the resource-scarce and fiercely competitive Tiannan region, or in the vast and boundless Chaotic Star Sea teeming with powerful figures, they have truly stepped into the threshold of high-level cultivators, enough to establish their own sects, dominate a region, and become an existence that no force can underestimate.

The emergence of each new Core Formation cultivator may signify a redistribution of interests, a reshuffling of resource allocation, and the rise of new powers.

Who wouldn't be curious about such a momentous event that captivates so many hearts?

Inside the cave, Zhou Ding's divine sense had already spread out like mercury, taking in everything outside.

As he watched the countless streaks of light fly across the sky and gathered in ever-growing numbers, and felt the probing divine senses projected towards him, a barely perceptible smile curved the corners of his lips.

"It's quite lively," he muttered to himself, his tone flat, revealing no emotion.

Xin Ruyin looked towards the entrance of the cave with some worry. Although there were walls and restrictions in between, she could imagine what the outside world was like at this moment.

Xiao Mei instinctively hugged the purple electric sable in her arms, her face turning pale, seemingly frightened by the huge commotion caused by the "Core Formation".

"It's alright."

Zhou Ding patted Xin Ruyin's hand, his gaze sweeping over the complex and profound array light that subtly flowed around the cave. His tone was filled with strong confidence: "With the upgraded 'Inverted Five Elements Array' protecting us, let alone these onlookers, even a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator would have to put in a lot of effort to break the array and disturb Zhou Jin."

It was precisely because of the existence of the upgraded version of the Reversed Five Elements Formation that Zhou Ding dared to let Zhou Jin attempt to form his core here.

At this moment, outside Lingmu Peak, about two or three miles from Zhou Ding's cave, more than two hundred cultivators had gathered in the air, and the number was still increasing.

The later cultivators consciously kept a certain distance from those who arrived first, hovering in the air, some standing on magical artifacts, others dangling in mid-air. All eyes were fixed on the mountain wall shrouded in a faint halo, its scenery slightly distorted and blurred.

That was the entrance to Zhou Ding's cave, and also the core of the terrifying vortex of spiritual energy in the sky.

"I wonder which master is cultivating here in seclusion? I have never heard of such a powerful figure on Spiritwood Peak before."

"Perhaps they are visiting cultivators who deliberately chose Kui Xing Island to break through their bottlenecks, seeking some peace and quiet?"

"Peaceful? Heh heh, this is anything but peaceful now. After reaching the Core Formation stage, this newly promoted True Person will likely become a guest of honor for all factions, and the power structure of Kui Xing Island... might very well change."

Just as everyone was whispering and discussing, several particularly swift and significantly stronger sounds of air being torn apart suddenly came from the horizon!

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw several streaks of different colors, but all with extremely solid and dazzling spiritual light, flying from the direction of Kui Xing City at a speed far exceeding that of most of the cultivators present. In the blink of an eye, they had already flown over the crowd.

The light faded, revealing several figures who stood in mid-air, naturally hovering at the forefront of all the onlookers, displaying their transcendent status.

The appearance of these people immediately attracted more attention and a chorus of hushed gasps.

"Look! It's several managers from the Six-Linked Palace!"

"That's Cao Lu, the manager of Baishui Tower! He's a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and has been in charge of Baishui Tower for over sixty years!"

"Manager Ouyang Gong of Yuhuanju is here too! He's a master alchemist!"

"Look! It's several managers from the Six-Linked Palace!"

"That's Cao Lu, the manager of Baishui Tower! He's a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and has been in charge of Baishui Tower for over sixty years!"

"Manager Ouyang Gong of Yuhuanju is here too! He's a master alchemist!"

"And there's Manager Liu from Shan Hai Ge, Manager Ma from Xing Chen Dian, Manager Zhao from Ting Chao Xuan... Good heavens, almost five of the six managers from the Six Linked Palaces' branches on Kui Xing Island are here!"

"Not only that! Look at that senior in purple robes at the head... she's Senior Feng San Niang, the chief steward of the Six-Linked Palace stationed on Kui Xing Island! She's a master of the Pseudo-Core Formation realm, and it's said she's only one step away from Core Formation!"

The newcomers were led by a middle-aged woman dressed in a magnificent purple palace gown, with an elegant and noble demeanor, a beautiful face like that of a woman in her thirties, and an air of authority and competence that came from long holding a high position.

Her aura was as deep and serene as the sea. Although she did not deliberately exude it, the faint spiritual pressure made the early Foundation Establishment cultivators who were close by feel slightly breathless, which was a characteristic of a Pseudo Core Formation cultivator.

She was Feng Sanniang, the chief steward and the highest-ranking official of the Six Linked Palaces on Kui Xing Island.

Behind Feng San Niang stood four men and one woman in a row, each with an extraordinary bearing and a cultivation level that was clearly at the late stage of Foundation Establishment!

He is the manager of the five branches under the Six Linked Palaces: Baishuilou, Yuhuanju, Shanhaige, Xingchendian, and Tingchaoxuan.

Feng San Niang stood in mid-air, the sleeves of her purple palace dress, embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns, swaying slightly in the wind.

The moment she arrived, her sharp, intelligent eyes, filled with experience and wisdom, fell upon the distorted mountainside below, shrouded in the glow of the array, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

Her powerful, pseudo-core-realm divine sense, like invisible ripples, tentatively extended forward, silently touching the array halo that enveloped the cave.

However, the expected array barrier or counterattack did not appear, and her consciousness was lost in chaos and confusion, as if it had been thrown into the sea.

Although he could clearly "see" the mountain wall, the feedback from his divine sense was a blur, with the orientation reversed and the five elements disordered. It was as if the place was not a physical entity, but a constantly changing and distorted illusion of mist. It was impossible to explore its interior, let alone sense the aura and state of the cultivators inside.

"What an exquisite and bizarre formation!"

A hint of undisguised surprise flashed in Feng San Niang's eyes. She parted her red lips slightly and whispered to the shopkeepers beside her, "I can't see through its internal layout at all. The mystery of this formation far surpasses that of ordinary protective formations."

She herself is quite accomplished in the art of formations; otherwise, it would be difficult for her to hold the position of chief steward of an important island in the Six Linked Palaces, in charge of the allocation of many resources and security defenses.

But the array that enveloped the cave gave her a sense of unfathomable depth and natural perfection. With her knowledge and mastery of array formations, she couldn't even scratch the surface of it.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Gong, the manager of Yuhuanju, paused slightly while stroking his beard, a look of seriousness flashing in his eyes: "Even Steward Feng couldn't see through it? The array mastery of the person who set up the array must be extremely terrifying."

Cao Lu, the manager of Baishuilou, also said in a deep voice, "Judging from the power of this Core Formation celestial phenomenon, coupled with this unfathomable protective formation... the master of this cave is no ordinary person. From today onwards, the cultivation world of Kuixing Island will likely have one more extraordinary figure."

Feng Sanniang nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the distorted halo again. She pondered, "This formation... gives me a vague feeling that it has some of the flavor of the ancient wonder formation 'Inverted Five Elements.' The five elements cycle and interact, forming their own world, and its ability to confuse and trap enemies is particularly outstanding. But upon closer inspection, there are many differences.

It seems to be more complex and profound, incorporating other variations, which I find difficult to determine."

Just as the people of the Six-Linked Hall were secretly observing and speculating.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!"

In the distant sky, three streaks of light, far more imposing and faster than those of Feng San Niang and the others, streaked across the sky like shooting stars, moving at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye!

Wherever it passed, the clouds parted automatically, leaving long, slowly dissipating trails of spiritual energy in the sky, demonstrating the unfathomable cultivation of the newcomer.

Almost instantly, the three streaks of light arrived above Spiritwood Peak. As the light faded, three figures were revealed.

The man in the center was an old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in a black Bagua robe. He held a white, jade-like whisk with flowing ribbons, his long beard reached his chest, and his eyes seemed to hold the rise and fall of stars. His aura was harmonious and natural, yet unfathomable, like the boundless starry sky or a majestic mountain.

He simply stood there calmly, yet he seemed to become the center of heaven and earth, and an invisible, awe-inspiring pressure quietly permeated the air.

It was none other than the master of Kui Xing Island, a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, True Man Mu Long!

To his left was a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist, a dignified face, and eyes that gleamed like lightning when they opened and closed.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, exuding an aura of authority and menacing presence as he swept his gaze across the room.

On the right is a middle-aged Taoist nun dressed in a simple, moon-white palace gown, with her hair styled in a high bun and adorned with a jade hairpin.

She was extremely beautiful, yet her face was as cold as frost, and her temperament was aloof and otherworldly, as if she were untouched by worldly affairs. Her gaze was calm and unwavering, except when she looked down at the cave below, a slight hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She is another deputy island master, also known as Kanqin Zhenren, who has the cultivation level of the early stage of Core Formation.

The arrival of the three Core Formation cultivators, along with the invisible pressure emanating from them—a pressure of life force belonging to high-level cultivators—immediately silenced the previously noisy and chaotic crowd, making it so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

All cultivators, regardless of whether they were Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment cultivators, including the esteemed Feng Sanniang, the chief steward of the Six-Linked Halls who had reached the Pseudo-Core Realm, immediately bowed in the air or on the ground, displaying utmost respect.

"Greetings, Island Lord! Greetings, two Deputy Island Lords!"

The voices converged, though not perfectly synchronized, yet they conveyed a deep sense of awe.

Master Mulong held a whisk, his expression calm. He merely nodded slightly to the greetings of the crowd before raising his gaze. He first swept his eyes over the dark, blood-red clouds in the sky that had not yet completely dissipated and were still flashing with lightning and thunder, as well as the huge vortex that was slowly rotating and devouring spiritual energy. A hint of understanding flashed in his deep eyes.

Immediately, his all-seeing gaze, just like Feng Sanniang's, fell upon the mountain wall of Lingmu Peak below, which was shrouded in a strange formation, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

As the island lord of Kuixing Island, the entire island, especially the Qingyun Mountain Range with its richest spiritual energy, is nominally under his jurisdiction.

The fact that a cultivator had quietly reached the Core Formation stage and caused such a commotion, while the island lord had not received any prior notice, caused him a slight sense of displeasure and surprise.

He turned his head slightly to look at Yuan Jun, the deputy island master in charge of the island's daily affairs and personnel records, and said in a calm but authoritative voice: "Fellow Daoist Yuan Jun, which fellow Daoist is registered here? I have been in seclusion in recent years and have neglected to pay attention to some trivial matters."

Upon hearing this, Master Yuan Jun immediately stepped forward and respectfully replied, "Your Excellency, this cave is located on the east side of Spiritwood Peak. It was opened about twelve years ago by a rogue cultivator named Zhou Ding who claimed to be from the outer sea. The registration information at the time showed that he was at the Pseudo-Core Formation stage and said he wanted to find a quiet place to cultivate in seclusion.

After that, he lived a secluded life, rarely showing his face, and had little contact with the island, so his reputation remained unknown. Unexpectedly, today he is attempting to break through to the Core Formation stage. Judging from the power of this celestial phenomenon, his cultivation method seems quite unique, and his accumulated knowledge far surpasses that of ordinary people."

Yuan Junzhen spoke clearly and concisely, explaining Zhou Ding's background, cultivation level, and the time he had taken up residence in just a few words, demonstrating the meticulousness of his management.

"Zhou Ding? Pseudo-Core Formation Realm... Twelve years ago..."

Master Mulong gently twirled the snow-white whisk between his fingertips, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. Then, the fine wrinkles disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on his lean face. He stroked his beard and said slowly, "So that's how it is. To be able to find a place to cultivate in seclusion on my Kui Xing Island and break through the barrier in one fell swoop is also a matter of fate with my Kui Xing Island. Such talents are truly rare."

His gaze returned to the cave below, where the array's light swirled, and his tone carried a hint of approval and anticipation: "Judging from this celestial phenomenon, it is extraordinary. This young friend Zhou's foundation is probably even stronger than that of ordinary newly promoted Core Formation cultivators. After today, our Kui Xing Island will have another Core Formation cultivator. This is a promising future for the island and should be celebrated."

Master Mulong's words not only set the tone for the Core Formation event, but also instantly quelled the various speculations and undercurrents in the hearts of many present.

The island lord personally stated that this soon-to-be-born Core Formation cultivator has, at least publicly, gained the approval of the highest levels of Kui Xing Island.

Master Yuan Jun and Master Kan Qin naturally understood and both nodded slightly.

Feng Sanniang and the others from the Six-Hall Connection, along with other onlookers, all showed expressions of sudden realization or thoughtful contemplation, and their gazes toward the cave below held a different meaning.

The extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth continued, and the vortex of spiritual energy slowly rotated, continuously pouring vast amounts of spiritual energy into the cave below, which was protected by a mysterious array.

Everyone knew that the most crucial moment was about to arrive.

Throughout Lingmu Peak, countless eyes were focused on this moment, awaiting the decisive moment that would determine success or failure and inevitably change the landscape of Kuixing Island.