Above Celestial Profound City, the gathered spiritual qi cloud is slowly dissipating.
"Has someone succeeded in forming the Core!?"
Watching the dispersal of the Core Formation phenomenon, Lin Chang'an's face was filled with gravity; this completely touched the blind spot of his knowledge.
Not only him, but every loose cultivator within the entire Celestial Profound City also held the same question.
"Lu the Tortoise, Profound Sound Pavilion, you collude with the Demon Cult, a disgraceful alliance!"
The angry roar of a Core Formation cultivator from Li Huo Palace came from outside Celestial Profound City, while the loose cultivators inside were still bewildered.
This chaos of the Core Formation phenomenon continued until evening, leaving all loose cultivators inside the city utterly confused.
"Mr. Lin, something feels a bit off here."
While the snow continued to drift, Chen Qing's face showed a tinge of amazement.
